A little serenade for the one time
Take back your relaxation
It isn't far behind
Mrs magnolia
Southern dumplin'
Got some Campbell's in my cupboard
And it hard to be far from you
And it's hard
I'm just a kid with a rocket launcher
Halo noob when I run my mouth
On that get it anyway ya gotta
Sunrise mind with a sunset sound
Chance said it best I don't want no problems
I just want a crib for friends with no rent so they can go live
Sittin in the get and give
And I'm off of the books
Mitts and an apron the way that I cook
Jukin' the hook
Like look, I took what I took
The wine, the chips, the cars, the cash
The sins, okay
Set it off, bet it all on a small percentage
Hopin' I Jeremy Lin okay
The fag, the king, the queen, the joke, the south it's all in my pen okay
This Wic-kedest wizard is winning by twisting a tongue and that shit is so fitting and
The flow's a bit off cuz I'm a bit off but I'm manifesting in the funkiest way
I have so many memories on your goddamn couch
I like found myself there, and then lost myself
And then got way too high and then tried poppers
Done a lot on that couch
Jesus