Ring around the rosie, cheeky
Take it easy ‘round the neck
Draw a blank from the deck if you don’t know who to respect
Should I assume the position like I assumed we were friends for a minute?
Shouldn’t have slept on the floor and shouldn’t have left when I did
Looking up to figureheads and hidden figures in the depth
I’m not from the Internet
I noticed that you’re into that
I thought I was the only one
This body I’ve been loaned is never over walking walks
This Mod Podge is a rock
Geological and being logical it’s quite impossible to count me out
And then reaching milestones, seeing it for myself
Ears open, the breeze is on the mic
Floor’s lava
I might have to buy Jerry Stackhouse Fila Spaghetti
And turn it to marinara in a jiffy
Don’t know the whereabouts of my sense
Not at the second house on the left and certainly hot as a mess
I can just what you’re thinking when looking at me and I heard what you said in the mix
We’re just doing different things
Foolishness in my veins
Too legit to be claimed
Too invisible to frame