You hear the beat as it makes ya not wanna go to sleep
I knock on Dakota’s door, its locked so I go to creep
round the back, with binoculars, not cause I wanna peep
But because I’m hungry she smells like tacos I wanna eat
Obviously, you HEAR the beat, which causes psychological sleeping problems. Therefor, he is awake and he is knocking a door of a residency owned by a human of the female gender under the identification of "Dakota".
However, the door is locked and sealed, so he in order to fulfill his desires of getting into Dakota's residency, he must enter through the back side of it, but he also desires that Dakota is unaware of his presence - so to acquire this effect he creeps, and he uses binoculars over his eyes so that he can acquire the knowledge of her geographical coordinance. And some how he smells her, and he finds that her scent resembles the food of taco's that he desires to devour, which is a greater desire than simple visually observing her.
Visions of hot chocolatey marshmallows all so sweet
With sugar plums, oh look here comes Marshall he’s on your street
He’s placing hot smoldering charcoals beneath your feet
Now walk on ‘em, he’s dancing with carcasses cheek to cheek
It's food people, he is only talking about food.
Like a Thanksgiving turkey, or holiday ham
Cinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry marmalade jam
Flavor my favorite graham crackers with JonBenet Ramsey
I guess a modern day Jack the Ripper is all that I am
Despite popular belief, he is actually referring to food.
<3 Solace
idk also good luck getting back at solace, and the interp...was the same as solace IMO 