[Intro]
Uh
Yeah, yah
Ugh, ugh, alright look
Ugh, uh, uh

[Verse 1]
They say I lost my mind, I think I’m feeling fine
I ain’t a different person, it’s just a different time
This shit ain’t on Picture Perfect, it’s cool I’m getting by
Wake up to smell the roses, go ahead and taste some wine
I travel around the globe, done a thousand shows
Designer laundry, that’s a real expensive pile of clothes
I’m on the internet a lot, my life surrounds my phone
To be honest, been a while since I was out my homе
This like the motherfucking day that Caеsar found the throne
If you don’t call me king, I’ll gladly throw you out of Rome
A gangster in my mind, I think I’m Al Capone
A lot of real esate around that I’m about to own
Before you count your dough, you better count your blessings
I get a thousand questions all about the style I’m dressing
And all about complexion, you say I’m white?
Thank god for you, cause I forgot, you saved my life!
Me and your favorite rapper, probably ain’t alike
I’m with the thugs at the track, and we racing bikes
The cake is nice, I wasn’t ready for the famous life
At least I met a bitch at the parade tonight
That was nice
[Chorus]
At least I met a bitch at the parade tonight
At least I met a bitch at the parade tonight
At least I met a bitch at the parade tonight
At least I met a bitch at the parade tonight

[Verse 2]
Uhm, your arsenal is pretty marginal for talking loud
100 cars (?) to the carnival, we fucking wild
Plus I think your girl’s a fan, tell her buss it down
Tell her hush, she in my ear with all these “fuck me” sounds
I was (?), I guess I’m ugly now
So shout out those to you who stuck around through Funkytown
Now things are getting weird, I guess I’m kinda zany
‘Cause I drink my water right out of the Allegheny
The noise inebriating, house is full of Beatles paintings
World on my shoulders, smoke a weed to stop my knees from shaking
I don’t believe in crazy, but Jesus need to save me
Before I fuck around, go underground, and end up deep in Hade’
I’m feeling pretty good, please don’t worry about me
So got the juice, all these hoes that get thirsty around me
How it felt to be myself, I couldn’t word it proudly
I was blind, I was lost, until the circus found me
Hoes from Orange County, that’s my favorite type
Grab some liquor and some weed, we can make a night
Break the law, the kids just ain’t alright
At least I met a bitch at the parade tonight