1-800-Flowers

Dancing in a field full of dandelions

You can sit all on your own you're not in our alliance

The youth lives and breathes on acts made of defiance

People believe what they want they don't listen to science

Stop fucking lying

What's gonna happen when you have to face the facts

Chilling at the wedding I been eating all the snacks

You're trying to keep up but you're behind on syntax

Breaking down the barriers with a torch and pickaxe

You hide behind the couch to get away from it all

What you gonna do when the grim reaper calls

Standing on the toilet got your legs up in the stall

Life got you fucked up like A Musgrove curveball

Fuck your flowers I let the bears come in an forage

Blowing all your mind's like Eminem rhyming orange

Gather all your demons and you leave em right in storage

I got you saying please like a kid begging for porridge

You only get a little spoonful

My little music career hasn't been fruitful

Making love on the front steps of the vestibule

This life ain't perfect but I say that it fucking rules

When you realize that you can do what you want

Getting fat off of the crepes and the croissants

I'm having business conversations with confidants

Articles containing my name get written down in a bigger font

Now take a sniff and inhale all the pollen

Sit behind the iron curtain the Steelers and Stalin

Sound the floor before you step that's how you fall in

Like the young bucks and Cody rhodes i'm fucking all in