This is a song about "Welcomes bava akka to india"

You don't mean that, you faggot

Reluctant to, to give a shit

To skate to my full potential-

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

There soul to satan to make millions whats it to

A shame i gotta put up with her shit just to get you

Now you have to bury me to!

I was twelve when the gunned you

It's really not an issue

Trying to get to you

I bet that mirror gon show you

Now you have to bury me to!

Cause i can always see the farthest stars when i'm on you

You got nothing to live for, nothing to look forward to.

Pop-pop, hit a mini mug

To be trucker's to chuck