Squeaky Boots Omen (Ft. Belak)

[Verse 1: Graham]
Sometimes I sit and wonder
Why I’m alone on Prom night
Is it because I’m doin’ shit like this?
I have no social skills or
Inhibitions at all
So it don’t matter what I say

Such as
Every half a minute in Africa, half a child dies
And here’s another thought inside my mind
I want to have sex with you as the episode of SpongeBob
With the squeaky boots plays idly in the background

Like quietly, but still noticeable enough that it’s strange

[Chorus: Graham]
I want to fuck you
With squeaky boots in the background
I want to fuck you
With squeaky boots in the background

[Verse 2: Will]
What if guys had titties, and what if they were huge?
Like, what if they were bigger than a woman’s boobs?
Do you think they’d notice, or would be objectified?
Do you think we’d bitch about it just like they do all the time?
If dead people can’t feel a thing, then can they bust a nut?
It seems like I’m the only one who thinks about this stuff
I mean, can their corpse feel me jerkin’ them off from inside their grave?
Or would it be like jerkin’ off a cow?