Released on October 5, 2018

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[Verse 1]

I ain't the one, I never was the one

Just another son of a son of a gun

Grandpa had the skin of a drum

Ru-ru-run but you can't escape what you came from

Bite your tongue, chew blood like it's gum

Climb aboard the diving board

Time gets shorter when a child is born

I'm a quiet storm, but when I'm dry and warm

I take final form until you slice the chord

And make the line go flat on that life support

I gotta make some space so I can raise these stars

My face looks like an old racecar

Tryna put it together before it came apart

And when they lay my parts where my name is carved

They should save my heart in this mason jar

Minnesota, Uber drivers

Google Maps through the universal fibers

You're nobody 'til you stole some lighters

Cat burglar disguised as a nervous tiger

We've been to many places but Earth is liver

Save it, give me likes and favorites

Everybody's famous, I'ma need a

Lifetime of patience, remind me what your name is?

You won't find me in the known locations

I'd rather be alone in my beautiful basement, woo!


[Chorus]

It's on my list of shit to do

After I pick which whisper to listen to

And you can kiss my ass until your lips are blue, ooh

Yeah, we can fight about it after school

Whatever you have to do, I'm cool


[Verse 2]

When I leave this Earth, you feel the after tremors

Might see my cursive on the back of the mirrors

Graffiti bridge, it's all tags and stickers

But we are the children of the action figures

And now we drop like matchsticks, figures

I got too many friends

And I can't keep up with the trends

And I know that I'm supposed to pretend like I'm afraid

Of the day that it's all gonna end, where the hell have you been?

And how that time get spent, huh?

I gotta, gotta stop messin' about

Stick the neck out like you're stretching it out

The king wears a crown made of clouds

The whole crowd'll get loud if you miss this foul

If you don't mind, I'ma go mind my business now, woo!


[Chorus]

It's on my list of shit to do

After I pick which whisper to listen to

And you can kiss my ass until your lips are blue, ooh

And we can fight about it after school

But all of y'all full of shit, and I'm cool