[Intro]
Uh huh, what the fuck man
Well anyway, Meezow

[Verse]
Close call, heard your ego that big cause the world's so small
Shoulda learned folks talk
I'm not self serious, a self healing journey I cannot help period
Tall tails, horror cells, consciousness of our shell of [?]
Happy thoughts about the dark well
Dharma wealthy shouldn't own the depths from which we getting our dells
Hit your face like new car smell, darn hell
I got boxes full of weird shit, the tinkerer
Thinking you the thinker, I'm the thinkerer
Slip into your crib, I buy thе kids and I be dipping with the winter's worth
To mе it's about the little shit that intersperse
My inner works have made top one
When I was done looked over it and said I'm not done
Only could have been the best if I ain't dropped once
But how the fuck would y'all know?
And how else I'ma get on Hot Ones?
And how else I'ma get on Hot Ones?
I'm stupid but I'm not dumb
I'm God's God's son, I always got some
Now that that blotty blot's done, I bet I'm unsung
Shocking all, done, done, done
[Outro]
Uh, yeah, it's good