[Kyd Purch] Verse 1:

Aye, Pull it back just like a drift

Your 240SX can't do shit uh huh

Like wet like a sink I can barely fucking think cause you motherfuckers stuck on my brain uh huh

Like tryna ease the pain while I'm huffing all this paint I can't even make out what I'm saying uh huh

Like Dead Whores global fuck that local NZ sounds are shit and totaled

Bitch I'm feeling hopeless, better not notice

Looking to the rope is this how Ian felt?

Do a couple laps like Michael Phelps

And if I have time I'll dust off the shelf

I never carе bout politics

You pussies can suck my dick

Rallies don't do shit admit

Our time is now fuckеd cause of kids

All of us just feel so hopeless love has made us claustrophobic

I might talk down to people just to hold all their focus

[Kyd Purch] Outro:

Spin around lil bitch touch your toes

You a lightweight two cones and you froze

Imma give tips on how to keep hoes

Kick 'em to the streets bitch you never need those