Cheerios

While I'm in here tripping over beats
Ya'll be out there tripping over feets
And I don't mean that literally but this time spent on nothing is getting to me
My eyes hurt so much
Lower area fiending for a touch
But I'm just not out of touch enough four hours without a screen feeling like way too much
When I get bored I get down some
Turn the music on and bounce around some
Feel like I'm in a music video
Except it's just me and my bowl of cheerios
Pacing back and forth with my arms flailing
Friends getting pregnant I remember flazing
Blazing by the school and such
You see some shorties walk up you wanna cop a touch but
You can't squeeze what you can't rub
And I can't be what you can't love
And I can't see us not together
Smile for the while then bring on the stormy weather
Come on

Trying to make friends but it's hard
Put in time pushing lines singing fast cars
Especially when I'm home by myself
Listening to my music and I don't need no one else
But then there comes a time when it weighs on my mind
Late Friday night nothing saying for my time
Baby pushing beers to the end of the line
I know there's a world out there but ain't the world mine
I sing a winter song
Everybody's sprinting as they're singing sinner songs
It's classic dinner songs
It's classic dinner music
You can play Ahmad Jamal and sip linguine to it
So baby what you say
Let's go back to mine and throw all our clothes away
Volcanoes ain't explosive eh
Well yeah I beg to differ
We can smoke a spliff and then make your whole body quiver
Like uh
Singing 1 2 3 4
You heading to lunch singing what's that free for
And if you need some comfort you can climb the ladder on up to my tree fort