All I really wanna do is go out

But I gotta stay inside to stay alive

But I don’t mind the weather is nice

But the clouds overhead might be my demise

And I can’t figure out what I’m gonna wear anyways

But I gotta get to your place

I’ve been all over the place for days

Forget the razorblades

No grab em anyways

We might need them later

(Now now now!)

Don’t be a hater

Dress like a skater

What’r you lil wayne?

This shits insane

No it sucks

These lyrics are the worst

Come get it my dicks as big

As the littlest bratwurst

I’m cursed but I’m blessed

I’m naked and fully dressed

Lets have a crazy sober party quest

I don’t care about the rest

But how are they

Seriously?

What time is it

Time to go

Time to flow

I don’t know anymore

Stuck to the floor

And I’m still wanting more

And I’m flying so high

Above the clouds

Everynight

All night

All day

Every day

So straight

That I’m gay

I don’t care what you say

Your opinion I won’t debate

This situation will deleniate itself away

It’s totally different but it’s all the same

Fuck the fame it’s a lame ass game

But you better believe I’ll be at the top

So you better be learning my name real quick

This slick shit won’t quit

But I’m at the tip-ping point of my life

My love

My hate

My fear

It’s all right in front of me before it all disappeared

It’s a tear running down the cheek of a haters beard

It’s high time

Time spent

Flying high

Passed me by

It’s all a lie

It’s all the truth

I’m a vegitable fruit

So ugly I’m cute

I’m the smartest baboon

Don’t worry it’s all gonna be over real soon...

And I can’t decide which side of my brain to listen to first

I’m about to burst

I’m about to stop

Snap and crackle and pop

Kill a cop or be the snitch ina flophouse drop

Runnin too hot runnin too cold

My heads growin mold

Fold the paper and turn my origami into golden oldies from the 1970s

Bitch!

Be pleased

Shouldn’t have to tell ya three times to get down on ya motherfucking knees

Chain me up around some big oak trees

Just to burn the whole forest down in this old ghost town

I’m an ice age freezer burn on skeleton keys...

Cognitive Dissonance X 4

And it’s plain to see

But it’s easier said than done

I’ve lost everything I’ve ever won

Under this moonlit sun

And it’s four-to-one odds

That you’re not even having fun anymore

Tryna blow out my own vocal chords

Hearts under the floor boards

This place is Mordor I’m Golem and you’re Frodo

I don’t have any more lyrics to spit

So I’m just gonna let this track play through...

But that was a lie just to fu-fu-fu-fu fuck with you!

Cuz I’m totally mad

Totally insane

Totally bonkers

(no it’s everyone else including you)

Its not much of a shocker

To point out the lying truth of this place

It’s a massive head game evolution tomb

This whole worlds breaking out from its womb

It’s gonna be a beautiful place once they get rid of me and you

Those motherfuckers up at the top won't stop won’t give in

They know what’s best and it’s them

It’s a landslide hypocrisy

Blah blah blah lets just dance and see

Who goes home with who

Drink a bottle of truth serum

It’s a pussy playing flute

That’s a bit of a moot point don’t you think?

Well I don’t

I'mma throw in everything but the kitchen sink

It’s a purple pink stink, better believe

Better be gettin some relief

The man’s a tree and I’m the leaf

Fluttering in the wind

But I’m the man

So ain’t nobody gonna win

This game of life

It’s what you make it I’ve been told

But I’m getting too old for this shit

And I’m barely getting started

Who farted?

And I can’t decide which side of my brain to listen to first

I’m about to burst

I’m about to stop

Snap and crackle and pop!

Kill a cop or be the snitch ina flophouse drop

Runnin too cold, runnin too hot

My feet are on the bottom of the top of the mold

Fold the paper and turn my origami into golden oldies from the 1970s

Bitch!

Be pleased

Shouldn’t have to tell ya three times to get down on ya motherfucking knees

Chain me up around some big oak trees

Just to burn the whole forest down in this old ghost town

I’m an ice age freezer burn on skeleton keys

I’m deep metaphor to your like a simile...

Cognitive Dissonance X 4

(Yeah

You fuck-faced motherfuckers

This song is really fucked up!

So shut the fuck up.)