How are you 30 years old still taking mirror pics?

Ducking reality, convinced yourself fear exists

Call me phobic, really, I don’t got a fear of shit

I’mma need a volunteer for this disappearing trick

Pussies talking, chatterbox, better zip your lips

I was flipping zips, skilling spliffs, just for kicks

They’re on the snickelfritz, I’m smoking this loud, you overhearing this?

Y’all stay over there, I’ll be over here with it

It’s hard to sleep when you’re counting sheep

Light on my feet, I don’t wanna wake what’s down beneath

You clowns asleep, so this crown’s for keeps

Stay around some heat, in case I’ve gotta pound the streets, go and ground some beef

How’re you gonna take a stand sitting down to pee?

Ain’t no finder’s fee needed

If you take the stand, you’ll get found and put down in the ground for free

I wouldn’t shake his hand, how would clowns sound surrounding me?

What’s a seagull to a desert eagle?

Clever people convince you to choose the lesser evil

You parasites are parallel to paralegals

I’m done trying to save them, I’ll let the devil keep you