Released on October 29, 2014

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Ridin’ down the interstate on a bus, mental health on a crutch, subjects I don’t wanna touch

... Nonetheless, they get molested; fondled, disrespected; entered without protection

I... need to figure out why I keep doing this

Public model citizen; To myself? I’m a hooligan...

I've been vandalized

Spray-painting obscenities by this candlelight

I’m a Gremlin, sittin' in the shower until I feel schizophrenic

Mind multiplies, splits up, then dies

And I wonder why, like the scary movie trope didn't warn me a million times

But then again, it's all futile

Cry into your bowl of Lime Chicken ramen noodles...

You know, 'cause that's the nastiest flavor

Then dump that bowl on all your sassiest haters...

Suburbia consists of taco dinner kits and makeshift basketball courts owned by the white kid with the bigger sis... that's mega cute, but she’s scared of your nigga lips

What’s the point of this?

You could find one, but settle on the pointlessness

You’ve been here before, it’s all familiar

Standing on the edge of tomorrow

Eat, fap, repeat, then go to sleep in the bed of your sorrow...