Nostalgia Cal Scruby

[Chorus]
It's quite a challenge, woozy, I find a balance
Drinkin' with my lawyer, had sushi with my accountant
Losin' touch and puffin' a loosie, that's where I found it
One hit of the cig and I usually feel nostalgic

[Verse 1]
When I'm on a bender, it's usually when I miss home
Mentally repairing and starin' up out the window
Looking for revenge, it's the Count of Monte Cristo
I'll be countin' money by the fistful, youngin'
You don't know of nothing 'bout this though, youngin'
Zelda got the motherfucking 6-4 hummin'
Sip 'til you slip, get a grip, y'all buggin'
I went to the desert, took a trip, no luggage
Saw stars dancing, party in the Mars mansion
As big as Kardashian asses, gargantuan
All these kids nappin', I'm asking for large ransom
Got the energy, documentary, Charles Manson
Big bowl of cereal, fuckin' up some Cheerios
This some real shit, I think y'all don't really hear me though
Dap you with the left, I'm antibacterial
I'm big star Mario, here we go (Here we go)
I don't know a thing, but I'm still a genius (But I'm still a genius)
2021, I wanna fill arenas (I wanna fill arenas)
Got lil' shorty who model for Wilhelmina
She ain't Filipina, but she feel the penis (Ha-ha!)
I deserve more recognition, run it back, give that a second listen
Always had it, I just added repetition
Label tracking data like a statistician
Never had the vision that I do, I had to do that independent