Verse:

I got a, headache, but, let’s, get, this

My music’s, stacking, like, it’s, tet - ris

It’s, console, 2

Let the, music roll

I’m, feeling, cool

Like the, North pole

You seem, to, not, remember me, yet

Let me, put, the, memory card, in

I’m, dropping, content

Your, dropping, unconscious

Into a dark, void, surrounded by, cubes

My room, looks, like, it, was, decorated, by Chris Chan

Once he’s, high, off, weed, Mountain, Dew, and, masterbating

I wish you could, bare, witness

But your dooms, that, way