So after we went 'round Philly for a couple days, we drove to Boston, Dream wanted to go there 'cause Boston sounds similar to my surname Bolton, that little fucker.
It was my turn to drive, and Dream chose the music, which I agreed with most of it, there was one or two that I raised my eyebrows at, but not because the song was shit, but because it somewhat reflects my life in a 'round about way.
"Right, before I put it on, we have to sing every other line"
"Anything else your majesty?"
"And because this trip was for your 16th birthday, all the songs I picked are about you in some way"
"Fuck you"
"You start kiddo!"
The song came on and Dream looked like the cat that got the cream.
"I was three years old"
"All I wanted was the music
"And my parents were doing everything they could"
"To move away from our place working over time"
"Always"
"While I sat up in my grandma's project building coloring, oh"
"Fuck it!, I can't Asshat"
"(Laughs), well you ain't seen nothing yet"
"Who put you up to this?"
"Your old man"
"Of course he did, even in death he wants a laugh"
"Well, this was planned before he even told you, so..."
"What else did he have planned?!"
"I promised a dead man that I wouldn't ruin the surprise"
"You know, you were always his favourite friend of mine"
"Of course I was, I talked you out of doing some real stupid shit"
The song is Piggyback by Melanie Martinez