Idiot Atmosphere

[Chorus]
Whoever taught you how to speak your mind
Never knew you'd turn out to be an idiot
And I might be stupid
But I'ma keep it movin' like I know what I'm doin'
Whoever thought you had a goddamn clue
Never knew you'd turn out to be an idiot
I might be a fool
But I seem so cool when I'm next to you
Aight

[Verse 1]
I was in the middle of a selfie
When you were trying to text me
Lyrxo Interuptus
Swing like Kirby Puckett
I'm as subtle as an alien abduction in public
Somebody call the cops
Suck it, blow the trumpet until the bubble pops
And butter up another batch of those muffin tops
I'm just trying to find a balance
Wound up with a wife and a gang of kids
Her kiss tastes like black licorice
And now I'm riding in the back of her ambulance
Knock knock knockin' on heavens door
Let me in yo I got a laminate
I guess Its my job to let y'all know
That those my nuts y'all tampered with