[INTRO: Envy Black, Cryptic Anomaly & Thy Comedian]

Envy: We got melancholy rapping, we got good vibe talking in the background

Comedian: Yeah. Bipolar music

Anomaly: That's an album, thats-

Envy: Manic-depressoes in this motherfucker

Comedian: Nymphos in this motherfucker

Anomaly: That's what I wanna call my first EP or something, I wanna do a whole EP series which is "Bipolar Music" where it's just spaz

Envy: Shiiit

[VERSE 1: Thy Comedian]

Crawl into the rabbit hole, have a dinner date with Alice

My mind is off-balance, I'm skipping out on passion

And I'm lashing out on myself dwelling in this old caged

Bird hell and ain't no telling where we'll go

Just a young sitzo, skicko, sicko

I might turn into a gecko changing colors

But nah that's more like y'all renegades, I can see how y'all behave

And I ain't chilling wit you niggas, I ain't feeling non'you niggas, that's for real

I guess I got the nomacain in my blood, yuh

I guess I got that Novocain in my blood

It's blood clotting up I got Novocain in my system

It's going on, it's like I'm stuck in a whole new prison, uh

Novocain in my blood, yuh

Shoes covered up with dirty mud

Filthy boy, he's so disgusting, so disgust

Filthy boy, ain't no 'scussions for you sluts

[Interlude: Thy Comedian & Envy Black]

No discussions to these sluts, ain't no love

No Love

Thotbreaker (haha)

Skeezy! (yeah)

Crowns in this bitch

We off the rum and all that shit

On our melancholy shit, you know how it is

Yeah, check it

[VERSE 2: Envy Black]

Run away, find a way from all the villainy

Anxiety the size of Hecatoncheires, it's killing me, I

Spit my soul on a track, but they ain't feeling me

And I can't say a word without it fucking being witty, please

Let me be as I recede into my psyche, I'm

Battling shadows, I travel my dreams to find me

I'm raveled in dark matter, shatter the black mirror

I disappear in oblivion, I got nothing to fear, uh

Yeah, this conversation is weird

I'm hearing voices from people that really ain't even here

Put the gun to my brain, send 'em flying outta my ears

'Coz I be thinking I won't even make it to next year, I been a mess

All my life and Ion even know the rest

I'm thinking about the future and get a pain in my chest

But nonetheless, I'ma persevere and make the best of it

I think by now you get the jest of it, bet

[OUTRO: Envy Black]

I fucking said "jest", that doesn't even make any phonetic sense

Fuck it