[Intro: Spongebob]
It's going to be a bad day, I can feel it
I feel like I'm halfway, in my feelings
I've been running mad plays, unfulfilling
Something in my pathways, needs some healing
Got to clear my caché, need some chilling
Got to find a café, that's appealing
I've been having glad days
When I'm grilling, but it's only sad days
That's appearing lately
Got me feeling like a villian lately
It's like my mind is somewhere else
I probably need a vacation or something
I don't know
But, maybe I'm not supposed to know
[Verse 1: Patrick, Spongebob]
Yuh
Not the right time or the right place
I've been in my prime for like nine days
We're committing crimes with a fine blaze
Gotta clear my mind, I got mind haze
I don't even rhymе with the right phrase
I've been trying to hidе in a wide maze
Put away my pride for some side praise
Now I have arrived to design phase
They just told me I am a Psycho
They just told me I'm looking quite old
They know that my rhymes are like fine gold
They know that I shine as the time goes
Call me Maestro, call me itsy-bitsy-teeny-weeny-yellow polka dotted bro
I've been driving fast cuz I'm not slow
Put it in the past, you can not grow
(I'm ready)
It's going to be a bad day, I can feel it
I feel like I'm halfway, in my feelings
I've been running mad plays, unfulfilling
Something in my pathways, needs some healing
Got to clear my caché, need some chilling
Got to find a café, that's appealing
I've been having glad days
When I'm grilling, but it's only sad days
That's appearing lately
Got me feeling like a villian lately
It's like my mind is somewhere else
I probably need a vacation or something
I don't know
But, maybe I'm not supposed to know
[Verse 1: Patrick, Spongebob]
Yuh
Not the right time or the right place
I've been in my prime for like nine days
We're committing crimes with a fine blaze
Gotta clear my mind, I got mind haze
I don't even rhymе with the right phrase
I've been trying to hidе in a wide maze
Put away my pride for some side praise
Now I have arrived to design phase
They just told me I am a Psycho
They just told me I'm looking quite old
They know that my rhymes are like fine gold
They know that I shine as the time goes
Call me Maestro, call me itsy-bitsy-teeny-weeny-yellow polka dotted bro
I've been driving fast cuz I'm not slow
Put it in the past, you can not grow
(I'm ready)
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