Pencil Pouch

Smoking all alone in the room

Thinking about a life, I assume

Mama tried to call me, so I paused

Then I resume

Everybody wanna get away

This is not the time for you to pray

Everybody keep you on the low

You just need to think about some things

Knick-knack, pussy wack, give a dog a bone

No snap backs, fanny pack full of broken phones

Can't push that, give me pushback

This message for the hood rats used to thumbtacks and cook less

Scented markers, sniffin' scented markers

Been higher than a middle finger or a motherfucker

I'm busting like a pimple popper

Mama Mia, I don't need another

Your paper larger, but my pencil sharper

Ha, ha, ha

Smoking all alone in the room (ah, ha, ha, ha)

Thinking about a life, I assume

Mama tried to call me, so I paused

Then I resume

Everybody wanna get away

This is not the time for you to pray

Everybody keep you on the low

You just need to think about some things

Alright, wakey-wakey, princess

Your pussy's not tight enough to keep it all intact