Unhappy Mac Miller (Ft. Delusional Thomas)

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Yeah, um, okay
Uh, I'm steppin’ out the flux capacitor
Go to Africa, then come back wearin' jackal fur (Whoa)
This ain't a rap song, it’s a massacre
Only sacrificin' those who know to say the magic words
Stop, somebody get that man a pacifier
Y'all ain't shit but the appetizer (No)
I'm at a diner with a bad vagina, sippin' on some red wine
When I die, told her snort my ashes, that's a dead line
I'm doin’ just fine, control the suicidal thoughts
And when I’m runnin' out of time, then I’ma buy the clock (Lemme get that, boy)
Life's meaning tends to tie the open mind in knots
If it's all a game, I'm at the final boss (Bow)
You won’t stop us with a diamond cross
This type of demon crucifies the fake who try to floss
And if the rain is just the cryin' gods, then Utopia's behind the fog

[Verse 2: Delusional Thomas]
See, my eyes wide shut, I'm layin' down in a field of roses
When sanity is at a distance, then we feel the closest
Society is all a joke
Turn the television on and see tomorrow's hoax

[Verse 3: Mac Miller]
You'll fit the picture with a doctored pose (Pose)
Just be like everybody else and never walk alone (Walk alone)
I'm on the phone with the devil, speakin' monotone (Uh)
Gettin' bored with all these threats that he throwin' at me