We made love

[Verse 1]
Fishing in the Hudson, catch it imma eat it too
Bout to switch from dot com and EDU
Medium from me to you, I ain’t tryna call a truce
I ain’t tryna call the troops
I’m just tryna call it how I see, used to call it truth
Nowadays they call it youth
Pumping up the volume, come and learn to tie a noose
Higher than High Noon, where’s the parachute
Every night I howl at the moon
Especially since I flew the coop to the Blue Lagoon
But I’d still be in the loop
Living the eternity to turn me to a loon
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And everytime you need a fork you’re bound to find a spoon
And if you nevеr wore the shoes thеn how can you assume
I wonder who gon’ play me in the spoof
Summer rock the chiseled arms
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Fires on the roof let the motherfucker burn
I cultivate the butters, brother be the butter churn
Holla church, potty mouth know I’m on the search
Been doing it since the planet earth birthed
I pat it on the back and got the planet earth burped
And waited in the oceans till I hear the iceberg
But then it was the seventh day, I figured nice work
Then got distracted by a tight skirt
Right there in your burrow like an earthworm
Lurking with the people that lurk
Diving headfirst in an entire network
Of germs. Sick shit
Each and every tick tock, hear to tick tick
Carrying a ziplock of the shit for the quick fix
But they’re just kids, kids without cribs walking off cliffs
I’ve never seen a riff raff down to whip ass this quick
Brains all wacky, masochistic
Brains on Jackie Onassis’ tit
Fresh baggy, be back in a bit
Law and order’s holy water that’s under the bridge
Getting to pop and giving confidence a lot like popping a zit
If only they could be on top like the popular kids
With the popular kicks, run with popular cliques
Bone the popular chicks, probably copped the new Omnis
Driving on 6 6 6
Just cover the problems in this district
Don’t bother asking why, it just is
So make your death wish, blow out them candles
I be ‘bout to lose it tryna lose my love handles
Running like a rumble artist that they call vandals
That they call animals, ladies and gentlemen
Hands on y’all genitals, check out these 5 star generals
Never got they vitamins and minerals
None of those little [?]
That is just minimal, isn’t that pitiful?
But if that’s critical, what about those that never had?
Some of the position that it isn’t that bad
Some of the position that the people had enough of that crap
Seems like they just bitches, save me all of the jazz
Eventually we all on them slabs
I don’t think my calling is the ballin’ that’s swag
But perhaps given the fact I never took Ls
Or just spells, all’s well if it ends well
I’ve been feeling I’ve been owing the cats a due
Or maybe if you’re a casualty that’s too bad for you
That’s hard to write, recently it’s been hard to think
But as far as who lives in sin or swims or sinks
That’s some areas where I ain’t got no say
Acting like I know, know I’m saying? Could just be nosy
I am not saying I have not played the high stakes
But I stay surviving mistakes, namaste
It’s clearly my lane
When I come close to crashing I catch breaks
That’s just the type of past that’ll make brave
And never to pump brakes, adrenaline pump veins
Now go for the pump fix, hours away from the mundane
Ivory towers away from the mundane
Magic powers so I’m just staying in one place
As the earth decays I’m the one praying
All the entertainment in one place
I’m just tryna keep pace, I ain’t one to complain
We made love