[Intro]
Yeah (Balls)
Q can you hand, uh pass a lighter through the glory hole please? (Balls)
And if y–, and if there's any weed being smoked, feel free to pass that through the glory hole as well
[Pre-Chorus]
(My bitch don't forget about the dick! Ahaha)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, are you okay?
How are you doing today?
Are you okay?
How are you feeling today?
Are you okay?
How are you doing today?
And would you give me a call?
It's been a while, would you give me a call?
Yeah, okay, alright, alright let me get-, uhm, okay
[Verse 1]
Well, I never felt macho
When I was 6, I feened a high, started rollin' up cilantro
Listenin' to Joss Stone
My mom brought some groceries back from Costco
Got the shredded mozzarella and made some nachos
Oh, how the time pass
We went the highway, can't read this map anyways, and I can't find gas
So I'll buy a flask, and yell out, “Fuck!” (Fuck!)
These are the times that I loved, then lose
My life feel like a old bitch I cheated on
Now I gotta fill the pain 'cause the weed is gone, all the hard drugs are liquidated
I see my reflection lookin' at me, I begin to hate it
Lost my marbles, and I don't know where my eggs is (I don't know where my eggs are god damn it!)
I'm not transparent, you see the light, my opaqueness
I couldn't play the keys on a bitch, where the fuck Taylor Graves is?
Tweakin' out, Josh noticed 'cause it's more of the same shit, that insane shit
But beautiful creatures have the ugliest faces
Oh life and all it's wonderful mazes
I got a new idea
It's just one of my phases, I'll be done in a couple of days
But for right now that shit, that shit sound amazing
God spit the best game, I tell her stop playin' me
Got this shit locked up, feel life like federal agencies
I'm adding new letters to the ABC's, 'cause everything is make believe
Make sure you get a second to yourself
Find your own space to breathe, find a space to be
Because reality just sometimes, it ain't the place for me
But I must also open up my eyes for fake shit they make me see
Oh I can’t wait to be, free
Yeah (Balls)
Q can you hand, uh pass a lighter through the glory hole please? (Balls)
And if y–, and if there's any weed being smoked, feel free to pass that through the glory hole as well
[Pre-Chorus]
(My bitch don't forget about the dick! Ahaha)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, are you okay?
How are you doing today?
Are you okay?
How are you feeling today?
Are you okay?
How are you doing today?
And would you give me a call?
It's been a while, would you give me a call?
Yeah, okay, alright, alright let me get-, uhm, okay
[Verse 1]
Well, I never felt macho
When I was 6, I feened a high, started rollin' up cilantro
Listenin' to Joss Stone
My mom brought some groceries back from Costco
Got the shredded mozzarella and made some nachos
Oh, how the time pass
We went the highway, can't read this map anyways, and I can't find gas
So I'll buy a flask, and yell out, “Fuck!” (Fuck!)
These are the times that I loved, then lose
My life feel like a old bitch I cheated on
Now I gotta fill the pain 'cause the weed is gone, all the hard drugs are liquidated
I see my reflection lookin' at me, I begin to hate it
Lost my marbles, and I don't know where my eggs is (I don't know where my eggs are god damn it!)
I'm not transparent, you see the light, my opaqueness
I couldn't play the keys on a bitch, where the fuck Taylor Graves is?
Tweakin' out, Josh noticed 'cause it's more of the same shit, that insane shit
But beautiful creatures have the ugliest faces
Oh life and all it's wonderful mazes
I got a new idea
It's just one of my phases, I'll be done in a couple of days
But for right now that shit, that shit sound amazing
God spit the best game, I tell her stop playin' me
Got this shit locked up, feel life like federal agencies
I'm adding new letters to the ABC's, 'cause everything is make believe
Make sure you get a second to yourself
Find your own space to breathe, find a space to be
Because reality just sometimes, it ain't the place for me
But I must also open up my eyes for fake shit they make me see
Oh I can’t wait to be, free
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