She simply got a loosened definition of teen abstinence After hours slogan' Budweiser and giving' half a shit I never thought my life would slip away its grip Now I'm meanderin' and savagin' attention like a kid Riding bicycles to parma, now I'm catching' up on karma Leave my happiness hibernated until I reach the farther side of things These thoughts tickle, in the Middle like I'm Malcolm Askin' God why has he left me in a drought, why all these outcomes I need a prudent shoulder, not a slut or a fake bitch Who creeps into my life, makin' all my problems make sense But I got a side of me, that's adjacent to the fakeness You hear the mainstream music but I got another playlist I welcome you inside to the demons that try to conquer me I wanna quit sinnin' man; these promises are obsolete Forgive me God I've sinned with the excuse I'm growin' up I miss the days when mama came home now I'm throwin' up my guts Cobra clutch me in your grasp Not a cut class addict But these thoughts keep on affectin' my perception soon I'll crack bits And pieces of my self-control, just keep me hold I never wanna go back to the place I used to call my home I know she's sittin' in gold, but the cold current is killin' me Feelin' my friendships splittin' in half like some geometric symmetry Eighth grade year, hit the creek and then the movies, gettin' groovy In the basement with no beers or no hoopty What the fuck is up Fun is only shuttin' up Smokin' the reef Chokin' on cheep cigarettes to feel the beat knock our feets I'm screamin' deep in the hollow surface, don't know what's worth it Think I'll just purchase some substances to feel my urges

This be my favorite damn beat up in this world I'm gettin' the urge to go plop it on a day ol' hamburger Leftovers let it radiate some heat Shit, I'd let it educate the whole streets with its synths in sync And then regurgitate it, maybe poke a nerve This organ got me feelin' like I'm on the herb, swervin' curbs up in the burbs Bulbasaur, this shit be a fire extinguisher If it were an idol man I swear to God that I would worship her And if it were a girl, I'd splurge a paycheck on it Shit, I'd take it out to dinner, give it all my profits Cause yo that kick drum revealin' my symptom; it goes as follows: The inner urge to go get sick drunk On the bed bunk, throwin' up, but still findin' love in this beat I've never felt that connection with anybody But (with) my sound waves makin' it sound great, I cheese grate the beat and give my doggy all the mistakes No spliff break, I'm insane This beat got me feelin' like a switchblade up in the everglades, happy as ever mane Movin' down the chorus to make room for the verse I curse the chorus with some verbiage then take off its shirt Sell it as merch and feed it perch from the Atlantic Shit, I'd never let it settle for some seaweed or some catfish I got a falsesetta, writtin' in large letters But still I make the beat sink deep just like a feather, dense denser than ever R-r-rolin' down the avenue (we rollin' yeah we rollin') Bumpin' this beat, don't got a problem (and we bumpin' that shit girl) Askin' why my ex still got a bad excuse (and we bumpin' and we vibin') For not followin' through to her promise

Eleven eleven now make a wish Remember November the better of half (of me you) done get Wish list full of Legos, maybe new bicycle petals Because mama's red mountain bike is rust and no more metal I got lust on my mental No love And if you asked me if I thought about the other side I'd shove you away Cause I like grippin' the pain, it is so euphoric And my grin shifted from a smile, now I am York Because I keep pourin' all my troubles down my esophagus I can't even remember the last time I felt some soft lips Cause now I'm in my cove, up in my studio And everything that glows, ain't gone be ruby, gold But I will steal the throne from the king himself Sometimes I do not think it's life but just a livin' hell Oh God, here comes the pity me And I continue sinnin' on a weekly basis, no imagery No art, just a part of myself My carpet full of that smell When you recycle your heart, and then it melts Need an oasis for this bi-polar disorder Because when I look back on my lyrics, I say jinx gimme a quarter It be all the same shit with no laxatives And all the same pricks, like a herpy's piss Aye yo, my verbiage not be the cup o' tea My teacher told me so, so I'll proceed to write simply This life be just a labyrinth, a puzzle When life makes you drown, all it needs it some puddles Dash a couple heartbreaks, a dead parent And now you're at the rock bottom, suicide's apparent But, please don't forget what you've been made to be Everything is not gonna be Maybelline So stay strong girl, this isn't our planet A higher being leased it now it's up to us to seek past it Aye yo relationships do come and go You gotta find that perfect person that is worth the hold The college loan or the loss of another one Sometimes you gotta sacrifice to make that plateau reach the outer sun And yo sometimes I hate the people I'm surrounded by Sometimes I hate bein' the center of attention, why? I like the limelight, but that shit was for grade school And everything I'm not made me the outcast, I told you Quote end quote, zipped lips on some geometry shit So, I will let you reflect (like an) axis symmetric Bold like a thick point sharpie Mark these words before I hit the cradle in a heartbeat My eyes droopy from my lack of sleep But this life is too short to see it all in a peep: 16 hours Hour glass and some quill, I see it all still Cause I done froze time to realize this life's thrill

They say they love me uno, they say they love me dos They say they hate you 'til you done comatose And yeah you be the host, they be the parasite Murderous villains up in the airless night Andres They say I'm workin' hard, or I'm hardly workin' I'll let them eight hour shifts do the wordplay I'm hurdlin', over people who last week were seven feet deep? Under the surface they was smirkin' plottin' right against me I leave 'em right on they knees, workin' the corner Or crossin' the border, earning' quarters just to keep it in order Yo I rebuttle the people who've said I've changed Callin' me cocky just because I worked and earned me a name I feel some envy stirrin' right in they brains They can't take it cause sometimes the hierarchy's a game, reserved for the fame Where you have to be the best to rest at the peak Still workin' on my dues tryna pay back my family But sadly minimum wage was not the wave I wanted Changin' the tides? I get tsunamis as an outcome But when I reach the top I will be feelin' like I'm Rev Run Squirt that Mr. Bubbles hoppin' in the bathtub And when I get it imma pay my daddy back And I will laugh at the others who doubted me I promise everything will be good so relax Everything I'm not has made me who I'm proud to be

(Both) Love me uno, love me tres Findin' out who we are in the midst of these days Love me uno, love me tres Take a walk on the wild side if you want to embrace (Junior Mac) Ch-ch-ch-chillin with the homie Drew We're whippin' something' up call it rap stew He's been my best friend since freshman year Fifth period chillin' really gave me some cheer But, things took a turn for the worse My friend had to leave me almost put in a hurst Here we are, a couple years later Makeshift booth and still no elevator Uh, fuck all you haters, stealin' your bitches Call me AC Slater I'm hot as hell DING-DING, saved by the bell (Andres) Yo, kicking it with Troyski boutta slug us some toxins Red rover, red rover, then we munch on Red Robin's I'm feelin' heavily and throbbed with my dude on the microphone Imma sizzle my nizzle and freak out after he might go home Give my dog Monty a golden bone for bein' my buddy Suddenly squirtin' body fluids all over your body Excuse me horny iambics only to suit you with a sonnet Look out! I sadly splooged all over your bonnet So slap the mic over to Troy so we could make us a profit Hush your lips from sayin' the phrase, "Oh Drew! Please stop it!" (Junior Mac) Oh Drew please stop it! You're killin' this beat I'm meltin' in here because you're rhymin' that heat I got big feet, more than fillin' your shoes I wear size 22s and we ain't singin' the blues Now pick up the speed Lines of kryptonite so I might start to bleed They're callin' me Christopher Reeve Savin' the city while I'm grabbin' some titties oh my lines are so witty How do these lames feel? Shitty (Both) Love me uno, love me tres Findin' out who we are in the midst of these days Love me uno, love me tres Take a walk on the wild side if you want to embrace (Andres) Reminiscin' on the era, chompin' grub on the couch Me and los chicos had no worries nonchalantly we slouched We clogged our hemispheres with happiness, (I'm) recallin' the days We used to look fear in the eyes with a euphoric daze Hit the rock after we hit up Micky D's for a bite The type of night to entice a major apnea fight Let me rekindle the memories at my days at the bottom Burnin' the bigger picture as I chug the rest of this bottle And so I, grab me some grub and then I slab me a brew And then I hit me the stone, wake and pinch me a chew

Go onto Google. Type in: "Chance the Rapper - Lost" lyrics). Exchange some naughty words for that of a Catholic liturgy. There you have it.

Last night you had me feelin' like a Shakespeare sonnet Beautiful blonde hair, no need for a bonnet And I'm honest with this courtly love Cause ever since a freshman you've had me on this love buzz Lip so yum but I forgot how they taste I'll rearrange the clock and wait 'til you come back These some bum raps, watchin' Jimmy Neutron Tellin' you that you're the motive behind all of my songs And every time I see you I feel like La La La... But you got a new boyfriend, so not my prob Where did it all go wrong? Did you hear some gossip? Or did you just need space like an astronaut with problems? But look, you make the world feel rational I can almost taste our love, so tangible And that buttercup smell, sweet lips, and the summer breeze 9/23 to December 24th, it seemed... So long, yet the time flew by I'm sorry that I wasn't the man you wanted in them brown eyes I wanna lie with you, and prolly die with you I look at the grey sky you make it feel so blue I'll let the time pass, sippin' wine glasses But (I'm just a) low class below average kid from Cleveland Believe this, I'll always be here Spiritually and physically I'll let you have your distance though My black soul needs your presence Adolescents seems so cold without you and my life's a joke But you add some comic relief Between the seems I see beauty entangled in some fall leaves I breach peace when I think of you You get me worked up, I'm feelin' my heartbeat thump But the comedown bearable, then I'm at ease I'm not the type of guy to only want what's between your knees I need another half like some symmetry You got me missin' them fall trees and them Dub P weekends Hope we won't be friends forever I swear I want more and more of your adorable better Because I know you got a dark side I've got mine too But you....you keep me going like a motorboat You keep my inner in a rope, some butterfly shit And every time I see you I just want more of it And I want to know: will it ever be the same? Last night you had me feeling like I'm way under your range No eye contact, I'm feelin' skinny love But as a freshman all I wanted was some fat lust Maybe a fat butt, but you never met my standards Lookin' back on it now, all that shit didn't matter Because now I'm lookin' forward to the future, like a crystal ball I hope you'll be here when it all falls down

Why you have to leave me all up in the summer cold? Why am I so lost? Sometimes I just don't even know Talkin' 'bout bad, talkin' bout' good Talkin' bout last week wish a girl would So frustrated but I could let it all out Please knock on wood Leavin' it back, 'round my hood If you know that, the rest is history Got me feelin' on top never missed a beat And we sinfully drink wine Let it rewind to the times When me and JAugs hit the vine That good greenery was so fine So vicarious through the eye Please paint the black hole blacker Please paint the world around me blue Blot the sky with some laughter Because this world is suicidal

Mucho Gusto, me llamo Andres Got the misplaced, piss brain, from sippin' all the drank Last night at the party, emptiness inside my cerebellum 15 Bacardis, still the world around me's just embellished I need a second to gather all my thoughts I see the clock's tick-tockin' realizin' our love is lost In the gutters of infatuation, the wrist slittin' To the image of indifference as I preach, saliva spittin' Miss Bitchin', hidin' lust under them TempurPedic But Miss Prudent in society with skirts down to your feet? Nearly scrubbing the soil and makin' love to the organisms Bubblin' boils because this life is just a torment livin' We're all just orphans diggin' for that gentle touch of affection Quit all that morbid bitchin', or I'll have to learn you a lesson And keep that smile at an obtuse angle She got that love noose dangled, he got that bud nug strangled He got the hash packin' the bong The crack addict snortin' long lines of the dust while never seein' the wrong We got the pupils of Keller, we got the eyes of a hermit Crank up that visual and see the world around you in first shift

Rollin' to the crib a couple miles away Smokin' on a dean, livin' like there's no today (no today) Me gusta español, me gusta el sol, cuando Es el verano y las chicas love me so (love me so) Porque el invierno no está mi cup ó joe Sino las playas y las mamas que están viejos Cada día yo quiero terminarlo Pero a veces tú vienes like a drum roll So I be trippin' off some shoes with no soul (no soul) Kinda like my body when I leave 'em in the road (road) Cold hearted like the arctic I hate popular regardless I'm art bitch, all my canvases and all my hardships Keep it gleamin' like la luna (luna) Puddy smellin' like tuna Booty shakin' like a hula Do you have a clue? Nah La pregunta was self-evident Preachin' like a reverend Damnit I'm in debt again Blame it on the mystery man Blame it on my hormones My taste buds, my porn shows My late love, my bored clothes I hate a damn Digiorno The door's closed, the whore knows I be low-key stuntin' (stuntin') In my phone obtengo like 100 poems runnin' So why you frontin'? Turn around and sit in the corner (corner) If you say another word your ass across the border Double meanin' cause that booty hangin' over your thighs I get so numb, and I hesitate to give it a try It's like trainin' wheels but damn that booty delish!!!! (delish) Think I might freeze it and then save it for the week next (week next) Not a Dahmer reference, just a hyperbole Got me druelin' to the mothafug infinity (infinity)

I sit back and contemplate behind by Mac computer Throw a wad of Grizz despite the fact my tooth hurts We all have an addiction because it's what makes us different Crack a Faygo pop and make a beat proceed to sippin'.... On a combination of emotions: fury, rage, and wrath Sometimes I get so damn nostalgic when I think about the past Questionin' if I had never stolen shoes, but I'll admit it I'm the one to be accused, proceed to binge fit I keep all of my problems refrigerate And if I do not finish 'em, then I will let 'em decay Or just replay, scratch, skid, and scuffle Why you gonna blabber if you scared to meet and tussle? And I will put my mothafuckin' life on it All of my weekly wages and all of my college scholarships And if you ever wanna threaten me Then I'll be pleased to make your last damn words a short entry into hell Cause you ain't done shit but started problems Havin' other people solve 'em comes around and bites back often Ain't no Hopsin when I ramble on societal issues This ain't no fuckin' hopscotch or a little "I miss you" Because the cycle won't continue like it did before Like forgetting 'bout your opposite of bein' a whore Or rememberin' your promises of givin' me more Of what I wanted as a horny freshman bored with a simple kiss There ain't no way we gone rekindle this I barely even think about you when I write this shit Because sometimes writer's block is so prominent Fishing for some motives or a person to be honest with However all I dig out is some subconscious nonsense Writin' a verse to me is sometimes a project Before depression below average verses weren't an option Now they're "A" and "B" the only letters up in my context And with the fact my best friend just turned his back.. Hope our memories are caught between the chunks of your yack Rebuttal the fact and ship it out onto an island Only to grasp the real shit that lies behind it Like tryna find some time when all you got is three hours Ashamed to see my best friend spotlit in the power Of popularities peer pressure and bein' showered With negative attention, yo that shit be sour I bloom like a flower when I done overcome my writer's block "Over and done" I say to my mind and then I spit a flock Of real life lessons....... Mama had to sacrifice a tumor to make me start countin' blessings

I keep afloat like a toddler in the water I keep a note to remind me of our departure My head is all up in a perceptive Divided hemispheres reminiscin' on it every second I count my blessings then divide 'em over sinnin' I get a decimal because all I do is kick it With some raunchy ass hoebags, snappin' a throwback So in the future they can contemplate on how they know that Everything is not what they once though it was And sometimes I be questionin' the God above Because I got some fuckin' family issues, I'll pass on tissues Because all my life, all I've wanted was just a little I miss you But yo I got it from the wrong lips: my would-be alums And I was thinkin' all of it may have been lust I didn't want nothin' but sex in the midst of our relationship And yeah I cheated on your ass and (but) I'm the one regrettin' it I second this, with the fact I never really loved you At the time I did, but then I was rigid like double u And stuck like a plateau, not in-sync Questionin' if everything is not what you think 15 phases, still feelin' out of touch with my reality 50 prayers to God askin' him to keep my family safe Misplaced is an understatement (Cause) in actuality I'm not really the man that you created I'm not the little Andy that you thought was so innocent I'm not the same person, 3 years back, now I'm different But still I keep shiftin', back to my old days I'll never let the misses or the bitches make me Cobain I will not be a no-name But first, let me find my major into college and then we can revoke pain The pain of always feelin' stresses to impress I Blistex the bullshit and leave 'em debt Hope I won't regret spendin' a couple hundred thousand On an education just so I can be set For what the world holds No black magic that's some frog's toes It must be fools gold or Pinocchio's nose Thinkin' money ain't the only thing to keep me satisfied? If you thinkin' that it ain't a burden then that is a lie In an half an hour just might hit the hay.... After reminiscin' on the party and the whole day