[Intro: Adventure Time]
I got a question
What's that?
Well, if just being born is the greatest act of creation, then, what are you supposed to do after that? Isn't everything that comes next sort of a disappointment? Slowly entropying until we deflate into a pile of mush?
Well, it's not enough to have created something amazing, right?
But, what it worth if we all gonna get blowed up right now?
What are you doing!?
[Verse]
Yeah, I sent her my song and she didn't (listen)
Now I'm side-stepping to my own music up in the kitchen
Shawty there got depression and she a victim
And I told her if you stay content with that you'll fail your mission (mission failed-failed-)
Back, back, back, your ass up out that fuckin' door
I hope you get off work and twenty homeless men all steal your clothes
I hope you try to catch an elevator and the doors all close
So you have to take the stairs but you slip and stub your toe
She gimme top I say thank you, I'm so polite
Call my fists the electricians 'cause it might punch out your lights
People never make the food but they always gon' ask for bites
Keep a staff like Donatello, purple headband near my eyes
Embodying what I rap now
They told me to keep my head down
I got a question
What's that?
Well, if just being born is the greatest act of creation, then, what are you supposed to do after that? Isn't everything that comes next sort of a disappointment? Slowly entropying until we deflate into a pile of mush?
Well, it's not enough to have created something amazing, right?
But, what it worth if we all gonna get blowed up right now?
What are you doing!?
[Verse]
Yeah, I sent her my song and she didn't (listen)
Now I'm side-stepping to my own music up in the kitchen
Shawty there got depression and she a victim
And I told her if you stay content with that you'll fail your mission (mission failed-failed-)
Back, back, back, your ass up out that fuckin' door
I hope you get off work and twenty homeless men all steal your clothes
I hope you try to catch an elevator and the doors all close
So you have to take the stairs but you slip and stub your toe
She gimme top I say thank you, I'm so polite
Call my fists the electricians 'cause it might punch out your lights
People never make the food but they always gon' ask for bites
Keep a staff like Donatello, purple headband near my eyes
Embodying what I rap now
They told me to keep my head down
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