Banging on the pots and pans, climbing to the Mountaintop, calling all across the land, feeling like I'll never stop. Oh well, I will More of a beast than man. Only it’s teeth can tell the story of all those now in hell. At least to me this is fun. If you hide then you can't run. If you think you've already won, Oh well, I will Oh well, I will. Oh well, I will. Oh well, I will. Oh well, I will. Oh well, I will. Oh well, I will. Oh well, I will. Elusive but I can be found Don’t know why you would want to I’ll throw you onto the ground Is that what you what to do? oh well I will Step between the conifers Evergreens turn into black with nightshades, never coming back. Out of sight, out of your mind So dark that you’re almost blind If you think you’re hard to find Oh well, I will. Oh well, I will. Oh well, I will. Oh well, I will. Oh well, I will. Oh well, I will. Oh well, I will. Oh well, I will.

Roses read and violets blow. See the world through eyes aglow. See the world from present to past, I see the second-to-last letter in that out-cast, doubtful of any hope for the after-life. (Words) I’m here writing this to say, Nothing’s real but it’s okay. Can’t transcend the material plane, As long as I’m heard, I’m nothing but words. (Words) I’m here writing this to say, Nothing’s real but it’s okay. Can’t transcend the material plane, I’m nothing but words. Furrowed brow; headlines from yesterday’s news. So here I lie and tell the truth. Step left to right. I left to write. I left the room. Prepare to die. 1 sided dice. I rolled a 2. (Words) I’m here writing this to say, Nothing’s real but it’s okay. Can’t transcend the material plane, As long as I’m heard, I’m nothing but words. (Words) I’m here writing this to say, Nothing’s real but it’s okay. Can’t transcend the material plane, I’m nothing but words.

Here we go! We’re a band on the run again, then again, never had a band, just one man runnin’ in vans with the dust and the gum stuck. Dumbstruck. Cadillac turn into a dump truck. Y’know I rip flesh like a tyrannosaurus rex and I roar the chorus next. I transcend corporeal form. Thumbs up, thumbs out, then I do four more. Ugh! Got five fingers on the other side, dipping digits in but I haven't even died yet. Get wet, sweat drips down necks, oh baby I’m a mess, there ain’t worse yet go! I’m gonna mess you up I gonna mess you down I’m just a mess oh baby don’t know why you’d want me around I’m gonna mess you up I gonna mess you down I’m just a mess oh baby you can’t get me out I’m the ghost who’s floating your toaster. I’m the moving eyes in your posters. I’m what feels like breath on your shoulder but when you turn around no one goes there. Got five fingers on the other side, dipping digits in but I haven't even died yet. Get wet, sweat drips down necks, oh baby I’m a mess, there ain’t worse yet c’mon! I’m gonna mess you up I gonna mess you down I’m just a mess oh baby don’t know why you’d want me around I’m gonna mess you up I gonna mess you down I’m just a mess oh baby you can’t get me out (Relax your arms) (Relax your hands) (Relax your fingers) (and your whole body goes limp) I’m gonna mess you up I gonna mess you down I’m just a mess oh baby don’t know why you’d want me around I’m gonna mess you up I gonna mess you down I’m just a mess oh baby you can’t get me out I’m gonna mess you up I gonna mess you down I’m just a mess oh baby don’t know why you’d want me around I’m gonna mess you up I gonna mess you down I’m just a mess oh baby you can’t get me now.

Verse 1: How am I to be From A to B My BMI is Way too low I’m standing outside I catch a breeze I’m just too light I start to float I feel so free Maybe I’m high But honestly Don’t even know How am I to flee Just let me fly And then we’ll see How far I go Chorus: Fool’s gold You know You shouldn’t trust me Lucky You’re a- Live still Trust me Fool’s gold You know You shouldn’t trust me Lucky You’re a- Live, just bloody Verse 2: What am I to give To get a hand Just pull me back I got away I want to live I want to land I want to get Back down unscathed I'll just believe I can achieve Exactly what I want Today I can not leave I try to breathe want to relieve some of this pain

I am making you an S O U P of M I D I and A D H D so if you would please just follow me, you’ll be confused in A S A P. I could probly rock a mic with no hands, given I have a stand and a plan, I’m demanding glory, cause it’s mandatory I’m a man with stories but they’re all so boring I should probably just shut up Spaced out Spaced out Spaced out, backspace Outback, steakhouse No rules, just right, Far right, racist, Black face, backspace! Backspace! backspace! Delete. erased. Spaced out? Ok. Uh.. That's preposterous I'm coasting off testosterone. I’m strong like a rhinoceros. I’m stepping in the thunderdome. Well, I’m more like an ostrich if I’m honest, Cause I’m cool, and I’m great, and I’m awesome, and I’m modest. Spaced out Spaced out Spaced out Hungry little sucker rummages through cupboards for bread that he'll cover in Smuckers and peanut butter. Hand gets closer, loaf in the toaster, off to the store where things only get grocer. Sticky on his loafers like an adhesive. Rap lacks closure When none of it’s cohesive. Hocus pocus. I lost my focus. Give it a chorus, maybe no one will notice Spaced out.

Such a white boy, they call me Brad Kenneth Jeremy. Got 9 out of 10 church-goers scared of me. I depend on therapy from my merry melodies. Amp turned up, rap-game Dead Kennedys. Apocalypse now or apocalypse later. Tried to forget her but I never forgave her. Apocalypse now or apocalypse later. Bitter sweet now in a brand new flavor. Apocalypse now or apocalypse later. Tried to forget her but I never forgave her. Apocalypse now or apocalypse later. Bitter sweet now in a brand new flavor. Give him a hand, folks. Lend your extremities An imbecile with tendencies to incite felonies. Friends, it’s the end-times. Make no enemies. Forget about identities and revel in amenities. Apocalypse now or apocalypse later. Tried to forget her but I never forgave her. Apocalypse now or apocalypse later. Bitter sweet now in a brand new flavor. Apocalypse now or apocalypse later. Tried to forget her but I never forgave her. Apocalypse now or apocalypse later. Bitter sweet now in a brand new flavor. I’m on that Stalin Lenin Marx, ballin’ on the parquet courts shit. Half-court shots in the dark. It’s Tic-tacs and breath mints, Kit-kats and Twix bars, Skim milk and dish soap, Tight rope with eyes closed, Neck lookin ice cold, Think I got hypo- thermia. Know you got a blanket, hater. Thank you later. Throw me one. Apocalypse now or apocalypse later. Tried to forget her but I never forgave her. Apocalypse now or apocalypse later. Bitter sweet now in a brand new flavor. Apocalypse now or apocalypse later. Tried to forget her but I never forgave her. Apocalypse now or apocalypse later. Bitter sweet now in a brand new flavor.

First name predator, Last name prey. I’m living proof Rome wasn’t built in a day. The survey says that I look like I’m gay. Mean, I like you a lot, but not in that way. Don’t like boys. Got White noise and fuzz buzzing up in my head for eternity. White like whole milk, man that kinda curdles me. Bernie Bott’s every flavored beans. Ask Hermione. Won’t find me, I’m a gryphon. I’m a real fly beast. Can we? Yes. I’m like Kanye East. Let’s get this bread, Let’s bake this yeast, This au bon pain, Say c’est la vie. And the docket for tomorrow is beyond ennui. Monotonous words listed, whispered non-audibly. Ooh watcha’ doin’? I’m writin’ like an author be with money and a monocle like we playin’ Monopoly Hi, it’s me and I’m on the mic. I’m too tired, you can call me a bike. I’m like Hi, it’s me and I’m on the mic. I’m two-tired, you can call me a bike. It’s like Hi. it's me Hi. it's me Hi. it's me Hi. it's me K, Hi. I can play guitar like Ziggy. I can write a bar no Biggie. Call me fresh prince when I get all jiggy wit it. Wizard with the wiki-wiki DJ spinnin’. Wiz kid didn’t do too bad now did he? Musical dude and he looks so pretty. Indie rock hippie with the hip-hop rhythm and the beat’s so sick that the snot’s all drippy. Don’t trip but I think a lot. Never seen the inside of the box. Lookin’ at the clouds but I’ve never seen the walls. Chuck spaghetti at the stucco and I’ll see what falls. I’m not dumb and I’m not on shrooms I’m just a fun-guy who can make sounds loop and be poetic, but my lyrics don’t connect. Attention deficit disorder is genetic. Guess you can blame the denim. Hi, it’s me and I’m on the mic. I’m too tired, you can call me a bike. I’m like Hi, it’s me and I’m on the mic. I’m two-tired, you can call me a bike. It’s like Hi. it's me (Ok, literally going blind right now.) Hi. it's me (Yung Not Making Sense Boi.) Hi. it's me (Going hard right now.) Hi. it's me Hi it’s me. Take that to psychiatry and ask your doctor ‘bout how your own goddamn diet be. Timberland boots on the end of my thin limbs, got my limber on like a skeleton. Spooky like Edward Scissorhands, Tim Burton. Murdered two birds with a rock, the third’s hurtin’. Limburger cheese on a cracker stinks like your cadaver. Cue the canned laughter. Hi, it’s me and I’m on the mic. I’m too tired, you can call me a bike. I’m like Hi, it’s me and I’m on the mic. I’m two-tired, you can call me a bike. It’s like Hi. it's me Hi. it's me Hi. it's me Hi. it's me

It isn’t me it’s my brain that is no good. I must confess. It’s kind of difficult to address myself and my own stress. Hyperbolic similes about existential garbage. It’s difficult to hear that I can’t use my knowledge to solve It’s such a pain. My brain’s about to fall out. Splat red on the flowers. Could be hours or years or a day. I’m weighing out the reasons why I should care about anything. I need to sit for a moment and make a chair out of a swing. Hyperbolic similes about existential garbage. It’s difficult to hear that I can’t use my knowledge to solve It’s such a pain. My brain’s about to fall out. Splat red on the flowers. Could be hours or years or a day. No way to make my brain stay awake. With a hazy gaze. Just tell me it’ll be okay. There’s no way to make my brain stay awake. With a hazy gaze. Just tell me it’ll be okay. Hyperbolic similes about existential garbage. It’s difficult to hear that I can’t use my knowledge to solve It’s such a pain. My brain’s about to fall out. Splat red on the flowers. Could be hours or years or a day. Hyperbolic similes about existential garbage. It’s difficult to hear that I can’t use my knowledge to solve it.

Look at these fools buyin’ crap from Gucci. They lookin at you sayin “ooh, gee. That jacket’s too cheap. I spent, like, two stacks toot sweet on 10 pairs of J’s for 2 feet and shirts from Supreme. Makin’ paper like loose leaf. 5 binders full of wide-ruled school sheets. Got roast beef from cash cow hype beasts who eat green grass and streetwear live leaks.” Ain’t no use you howlin’. I didn’t howl when they woke me up. Ain’t no use you howlin’. Kids these days ain’t woke enough, cause I’m runnin’ it, up in the function, causing a ruckus, pausing abruptly. Um. This kid’s really sayin’ somethin’. Call myself Bitbybitbot cause I build it from the ground up. Get ground up, when I blow your whole town up. Turn your frown up-side down. Turn the sound up. That’s my al- bum, record. Getting Down, Blood on my Pink Sweatshirt, yes sir. Featuring saturator, chorus, and compressors. Yet I confess, I less than the best. Even if you round up, I am much, much lesser. Ain’t no use you howlin’. I didn’t howl when they woke me up. Ain’t no use you howlin’. Kids these days ain’t woke enough, cause I’m runnin’ it, up in the function, causing a ruckus, pausing abruptly. Um. This kid’s really sayin’ somethin’. Ain’t no use you howlin’. I didn’t howl when they woke me up. Ain’t no use you howlin’. Kids these days ain’t woke enough, cause I’m runnin’ it, up in the function, causing a ruckus, pausing abruptly. Um. This kid’s really sayin’ somethin’.

I double knot my shoes so my laces stay in stasis. Don’t need to know their status as long as the stay in they places. And sometimes I rock slip-on vans. I don’t try to tie my shoes, but swear that I can. Looked good when I got em. Now their scuffed up. How the heck did I get gum on the tongue of my chucks? Should I get new ones or wait till these ones turn to dust? Or until my feet hurt and then I’ll get a size up? (Guess I’ll get a size up. That’s probably smart.) Ooooh I wanna get some shoes Wanna show you my moves in my new shoes Shoe shoppin’ shoe shop! shoe shop! shoe shop! Shoe shoppin’ shoe shop! shoe shop! shoe shop! Shoe shoppin’ shoe shop! shoe shop! shoe shop! Shoe shoppin’ Gettin’ Docs off? Need a lockpick to solve it. I’m getting claustrophobic. TNT’s our only option. These ones are awesome. I got them in Boston. They’ll last forever, nothin’ better. Glad I copped them. Wear cropped jeans just to show them off. Socks on fleek and they match my top. Lookin so chic in my A-di-das. Makin all the ladies freak like la-di-da! (Oooh yeah! A romantic!) Ooooh I wanna get some shoes Wanna tell you the news About my shoes Shoe shoppin’ shoe shop! shoe shop! shoe shop! Shoe shoppin’ shoe shop! shoe shop! shoe shop! Shoe shoppin’ shoe shop! shoe shop! shoe shop! Shoe shoppin’

Shake it, shake, shake it Like a Polaroid picture That you got from Urban Outfitters You're so damn hip, like the eighties called Looks like a thrift shop But a step beyond Wait till the price drops Or moolah's null Mulan made men out of semi-queer femboys Turn dead silence into undead noise Three wise men out of three McElroy Brothers Get some flannels, folks It's an autumn look It'll make ya' broke Y'all look so shook Can't take a joke I'm in overalls and a sherpa coat No rappers these days even care about notes Auto-tune still coats their throats Like robots, deez nuts and bolts I'll never grow up You'll groan "That's gross" OOH! Can i just break it on down like OOH! Gonna have a night on the town like OOH! Goin' to the mall, hey y'all gonna get mauled, gonna have a ball but we all like OOH! "Can i get a tall iced latte?" Aw hey dude lemme break it on down like OOH! Gonna have a night on the town like OOH! Can i just break it on down like This song is for all the Christians in the Hot Topic Going shopping Pentagrams scrawled On every object that doesn't have a gay flag on it, got voodoo dolls Got Rick and Morty SnapBacks on some skulls, and weeaboo shit packed wall to wall Shirts from dragon ball? Emo kids and alcohol? Who wrote "redrum" in the bathroom? Stalling his time till the crack rock kicks in Doors to the back room Kid got a stick and poke tattoo Abandoned class for the inkblot stab wound This is not a house on the prairie. House on the adderall. Maybe, barely Life is a battle. Frazzled rarely Just don't care, but that's what's scary OOH! Can i just break it on down like OOH! Gonna have a night on the town like OOH! Goin' to the mall, hey y'all gonna get mauled, gonna have a ball but we all like OOH! "Can i get a tall iced latte?" Aw hey dude lemme break it on down like OOH! Gonna have a night on the town like OOH! Can i just break it on down like I'm an outcast I want to fit in I wear outfits Extra on the cast list I'm a class clown I'm a freshman Looks like we're sold out On free expression That's what they say-aa-aay What do they know-oo-ooh Do they know? I don't know OOH! Can i just break it on down like OOH! Gonna have a night on the town like OOH! Goin' to the mall, hey y'all gonna get mauled, gonna have a ball but we all like OOH! "Can i get a tall iced latte?" Aw hey dude lemme break it on down like OOH! Gonna have a night on the town like OOH! Can i just break it on down like OOH! Can i just break it on down like OOH! Gonna have a night on the town like OOH! Goin' to the mall, hey y'all gonna get mauled, gonna have a ball but we all like OOH! "Can i get a tall iced latte?" Aw hey dude lemme break it on down like OOH! Gonna have a night on the town like OOH! Can i just break it on down like

Scream and wave your arms like a muppet 5 o’clock somewhere - jimmy buffett This beat is a train hobos jumped it if you’re sober get dumb off this drunk shit. All the party people! In the place to go! Shake like a seizure! Clap when I do! Blow out your speaker! When you play this tune! Awkward but equal! Lemme see ya move! Wanna get the crowd one step before riot And it don’t help if you just stay quiet Don’t be defiant Homie gotta try it Beats so fire that we burnin’ up the climate All the party people! In the place to go! Shake like a seizure! Clap when I do! Jack Pollock's easel! Lookin’ like the room! Gonna raise the steeple! So Jump out your pew! All the party people! In the place to go! Shake like a seizure! Clap when I do! Blow out your speaker! When you play this tune! Awkward but equal! Lemme see ya move! Bouta get medieval! Off this witch’s brew! Don’t think we’re evil! Just cause we’re cool! This song is lethal! With a sonic boom! Gonna leave you fetal! Like you’re in the womb!