Spaced Out

Spaced
Out

Yeah yeah yeah

Looking at you like my baby pictures
Why you so ugly, damn
Crazy ladies getting naked with you
I think it's funny yeah
I think it's funny yeah
You bought a mansion it isn't a home
Is happiness money? Yeah

Sike
It's a new day, it's a new life
It's a new wrong, it's a new right
It's a new song with a new mic
It's a new me, it's a new night

Gotta feel it in the soul, gotta feel the love
This is everything I ever could've dreamed of
With a new red album and the space blood
And I gotta lotta love for the fake ones

But I gotta lotta hate too, wait you fake
Day to day I escape
Late date I like the way
Come over

Put it all in the past though
Those ass holes
They past hoes like shit

And I gotta get the mad flow
No Afro
Get mad and show like this

It's a new day, it's a new life
It's a new wrong, it's a new right
It's a new song with a new mic
It's a new me, it's a new night

Gotta feel it in the soul, gotta feel the love
This is everything I ever could've dreamed of
With a new red album and the space blood
And I gotta lotta love for the fake ones

But I gotta lotta hate too, wait you fake
Day to day I escape
Late date I like the way
Come over

Put it all in the past though
Those ass holes
They past hoes like shit

And I gotta get the mad flow
No Afro
Get mad and show like...

Hey Carson, it's your ghost writer
I have a new song idea for your shitty new album
Call it something pointless like, M.I.A. or some shit
And make sure you make the beat in like... five minutes, or probably less
Oh, and put like ten people on the song for more views
You're welcome... asshole

Fuck