Contextual Analysis of "chamomile" in Lyrics

there ain't no place cause i got plenty to give

wish we could jump from where we standing

make her move

soft and sweet

milk thistle

lavender tea

it tasted like home

the years pass like a ferris wheel

And the flirty ways

Watching boys and girls

We'll be joined by a heavenly choir

As the pain increases well you only have to think

a young mesmeric who's just lost his marbles

into his gob

wanna drop you in boiling water

i'd love to wipe these other bitches out so it's just you and me

calming me down

calamine lotion

living off the dough that you just spent

waiting in a line

standing still

rice under black beans

show love!

straight up!