Avian

Yah

Yo, yo

Look

Concoction of hamentashens (okay), launching a bottle rocket (okay)

Done being nice, I'm here for your life and all the profits (whoa)

I'm not your conscience, you nuts? Almonds and Häagen-Dazs

Auction off your grandfather's watch from the Holocaust (okay)

I'm iconic, naked walking in the garden and bird watching

Alarming all of these cardinals like I need a pope (pope)

Puffing that white smoke (smoke), get faded and play the maestro

I'm ice-cold, bunny slippers, nice robe (probably velvet)

Sneaky bitch stole my Rolly last night, yo (night, yo)

I might know some dyke hoes who can fight though (yeah)

Walking on a tight rope, underneath a microscope

But close up, we all just molecules and isotopes (that's very deep)

My psychic don't know the future?

To live life, you kids might just close your computer (get some exercise)

The streetlights might blind you, though (blind you, though)

Make a collage and look at it through a kaleidoscope

There's a bird in the sky

Look at him fly, why?

Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?

Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Ugh

Let the money pile, I'll be running wild

Life's a motherfuckin' joke so we fuck around

Feel like I do this in my sleep (do this in my sleep)

Literally, I do this in my sleep

It's an impression of Bueller

Yeah, yeah

A little TV money (okay), dollars for sense of humor (yeah)

Scholar but my attendance like Bueller, so no use for a tutor

Some cold brews in the cooler (have one), comin' through

In the wood grain PT cruiser, stuntin' (stuntin')

I'm pissed off like a blind person looking for a restroom (restroom)

Probably be dead soon inhaling cigarette fumes

Sorry for that blind people comment, that was just rude (yeah)

And I was raised better, say, "God bless you" (God bless you), haha

I'm Kenny Powers, you more of a Debbie Downer

My bitch taking off her trousers every time I get around her

I'm nasty, I never shower, go sleep on a bed of flowers

Not into this conversation, I've been in my head for hours, I'm out

There's a bird in the sky

Look at him fly, why?

Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?

Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Ugh

Let the money pile, I'll be runnin' wild

Life's a motherfuckin' joke so we fuck around

Feel like I do this in my sleep (do this in my sleep)

Literally, I do this in my sleep