This is a song about "Your tapeline"

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

That going through some things

So much to say a scrabble game

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Your eyes it's my paradise, your

Then the world ain't no trick no more

Imma make it rain

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

She need now, she ain't never needed love

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Your just signing your death so mind your threats

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

Baby, you know who you are

Your on fire.. your on fire