My minds full of parasites that the paradise itself

Catch me with no alibi

Eating pear pie in hell

Man I'm just some average guy

See I'm paralyzed Nyquil

Sipping when the devil constructing

A paradigm for self

Uh

Analog my catalog is impressive

Food for thought turn the channel off and digest it

Rather when they watch it now I'm the god to the restless

It's a birthday party all your gods on my guest list

Guess who came, nobody

No deities, no, angels, no party

Go Figure

Play Action figures with yourself

6AM I'm writing fucking catchy shit that don't make sense

And I'm about to bounce the shower

And then I'm off to class

Something something Big Tiddy

Something Something Ass

Something whoop

Something swag

Alright I got to go

My mind ain't my home it's my fucking catacomb

Yuck

[And then chill, chill, chill, chill] x3

Yeah chill, chill yeah