I could rhyme a word with something that it doesn’t rhyme with
Simone Biles, I’m all smiles
I did a dozen backflips to be here, just like I practiced
I’ve already gone bananas
Where’s the man in the yellow hat?
I don’t say things to take them back, do you?
I gauge the magnitude of situations poorly
Evidently in the arc of my story
Won’t know what part ’til I’m forty
Who put the shark in the water?
It’s getting darker than conscience
Tell collections I’m parking

Think he’s going through a phase?
Can he tell?
Can he spell?
Can he quench thirst?
Saw him stick a AAA inside his brain stem, says the prosecutor
Taking bribes lookin ass, I play dead
Now he knows I know he’s following
That was all the leverage I possessed
Would I be better off possessed?
Would I be better off possessed?
Would I be better off possessed?
Would I be better off possessed?
Would I be better off?