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How the fuck you find me?
I've been fucking hiding, since my older brother told me
That he'd never fucking like me
I guess I hit the bottom
Like mother hitting my hiney
But I throw it to the back
To put my past farther behind me
Who the fuck may I be?
I am 1985
My grind is slimey like I'm Carti
And giving head to a pine tree
My niggas feel my vibe
And its harder than shiny rhyme schemes
But softer than Jaime Curtis' titties in Freaky Friday
(Damn, I'd love to get in that)
I kinda wonder if niggas think of me kindly
But
It doesn't matter I guess
The less I think of it lowers levels of stress
That I didn't even know that I had unless
I was always depressed about what happened yesterday
My brain's my largest enemy
64 times infinity
I'm finna be on top of the world
With niggas with greener trees
Like please can you share with me
So I can reach the tippity
top of the ladder
with splatter chatter coming from mouth
FLACCID BASKET's paramount to any slack flapper
All you trappers sound the same
All I ever hear is blabber
Talking bout you the best pussy snatcher
For the books
That I'm reading, and it's boring
Moving to the next chapter
Alright, so like
I have no idea what I'm gonna talk about right here
But uh, this is just the demo
So of course I added some vocals real quick
And I just wanted to say, uh
Fuck this
Fuck that
And fuck you
Haha
I rap dapper with the patented pattern
Scattered like some cracker swagger
Maggot I'm attracted to bitches jacking me rapidly
The point I'm tryna make is I'm a rapper from a place that's ragged
Who don't ask for much
But simply needs some head from snapping turtle
Jumped a couple hurdles to avoid getting discouraged
From this life that I've been living
I'm sick as fuck when they say to "face it"
I get so tired of hearing that shit
I spit it pretty weird but honestly
I feel like all this shit is pretty basic
Don't know where we've been
Or what we've been doing
Tryna stick it big
To these old men
Thoughts rising high
To the ceiling
Wanna make known what I'm feelin'
Gotta catchy song
'Cause I've been able
Been here all along
With no goddamn label
Like do you understand
What I'm conveying
False ideals and morals always swaying
No crazy metaphorical
Only some hyperbolic shit
And couple hypotheticals fuck around getting tossed and shit
Washing machine got me shaggy thinking shit is clean
But really I've folding dirty laundry in my submarine
We can take trip off this acid
I need a good laugh but
I don't feel like diving too deep in these thoughts
They creeping, I just wanna have fun
Burning shit and feeling good because I'm proud that
I'm my dad's son
Yo, I just copped like two tabs from this guy at the motel
Don't know his name
I have no idea who the fuck that guy is
You tryna hit?
Yeah, gimme that shit
Alright, fuck yeah
Alright, all you gotta do is put it on your tongue
Wait forty-five minutes for that shit to kick in
Oh, oh yeah
And you can swallow that shit if you need to
Bro I know how to fuckin' take acid
Alright, great
Uh
Well
Here it goes
You okay?