This is a song about "Your mena"

So we can live again

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Your gonna gratify

Keep your heads up high

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

Then put it into sex drive

Your on fire.. your on fire

Huh, i can't interpret her

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Your on fire.. your on fire

I think it excited her

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings