This is a song about "We are anonymous"

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

We are exactly like one another,

Got shows on top of shows

No, no, we are not those

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

Just because of who we are,

My all gold rolly or the

Inside we are coming in a

Are we living or dead bro

Ha, in your loophole though

Stones are thrown, rocks are kicked, we die and roam the globe,

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

No, no, we are not those

Ain't no women at the shows

We are a bung of goons,

And still got my nike boots