If you think we beef then summon

Status checking makes us dumb and

Reaching into pockets

Looking for our fucking phones

If you think you got what it takes to critique my shit

You’re probably right

I’m not that great compared to Jesus Christ

Sweep it under seeing brothers seizing cover

Needs another lead to plunder small wonder to pilot the bombers

When it bleeds it seems so violent

Everyday we need the mileage

Seething from the heat

Looking for our fucking souls

If you need to eat then come in

Wipe your feet and let the sun in

Creating mass abundance Raking in the fucking dough

Please believe the message

We need to see the error

Of our ways and reconnect it

Sweeping up the sunny bones

While we’re sitting thinking about

All the shit we keep in the cloud

You got the red potions I’m drinking em down

Harmonized cuts like Bizzy Bone

Our days are cursed we’re all bewitched

Someone’s knocking down this kid

The simple fix is hard to miss

Blow your brains out live on twitch