​tiny hole Ruby Yacht

[Verse 1: R.A.P. Ferreira]
She said, betta betta
Wait, no, that--what--how did she say it?
She said
She said betta betta betta betta
Step on tip tip tip tip tip toe
I pulled the meat out she like
You gon' fit all that in this teeny hole?
I know, i know, i know
TMI: too much info
Thats just how i’m feelin, forrealin' with my kinfolk
Remember, rapping was asking could it all be so simple?
Sitting there grinning mouth full of crab rangoon
I am proof there are some people angst can't consume
And i don’t even eat that but the rhyme fit
I step out the crib like iron giant
All smiles with a view over they heads
Sun Ra said most of 'em walking around already dead
Thats why the gaze avoids the eyes
To make object
At this i object
Abject prospects
And the map is confused for terrain
And the map is confused for brain
And the map is piss-stained
And the map is actually a paper towel with a Hershey squirt
If i was a rapper i'd wake up early for work
I woke up early for work
I woke up early for work
I woke up early for work