Dot to Dot

Caffeinated, satiated, movin, hyperventilated
Late but hurry catchin' up to faces made that me nauseous

Gosh it's eleven, and I look at the time
Losin' my mind, try to find another coffee shop line

I look busy. I look busy
I look dot to dot real busy

Seventeen to twenty minutes hoppin on the bus
To get to work but work is killin' me so I'm workin' not too much, I rush
I left my phone on a table at home
So I roam without a map although a map would be dope

I lost hope. I look busy
I look dot to dot real busy

Pretendin that I'm doing something, busy with my digits
Finish up a stack of paperwork at five o'lock i'm livid
You git it? I countin' minutes to my idol the clock
Chalk another day to doomsday, then I'm screamin' out
FUCK

I look busy. I look busy
I look dot to dot real busy
Kneelin' down, at the drinkin' fountain
Feelin' like my stack of work is just a mountain
I'm not countin' but, it's amountin'
To a huge "in the way" to my loungin'

I'm at Townhsend, sippin' on tea
The waiter ain't looking so he's trippin on me
I'm trippin on chords and riffin' on beats
Cute little dog nows he's pissin' on me

I look busy. That is my forte
I'm the king of measured out foreplay
Haven't took a real shower in like four days
Because I'd much rather hang and read Borges

Fuck. I shouldn't dine out, shouldn't dine out
Shouldn't dine out but I'm a do it
Cuz that laziness it creepin from my toes to my spine
Laziness is creepin' up and I know that it's mine

I'm not busy. I'm eating pizza
I'm the resident mooch, nice to meet ya
Drop some lines for a minute be a featcha
There's only so much more I can teach ya

So I'm loitering
Waiting here for the bus, where's the bus, need the bus, need to jimmy n bust
Cuss a storm and and a mighty fine rage
I'm always on tour cuz my world is a stage
I'm ordering a drink and they're asking me my age
Written on my ID written on my face

Work on laptop, tippity tap
See I'm bangin' out fire, call it Rip City rap
I am always on time, know that this is a fact
If I seem a little pissy need kiss and a nap

Visit the man, he's hanging out at the cafe
Always at the cafe, when is he never at the cafe
To be honest can't remember any time that he wasn't
It's like he was actually born chewin blueberry muffins

I look busy. Come pop a squat
Sippin on Americanos whether hot or not
If you're lost my gosh, help me find my friends
But wait for a moment til the album ends

I look busy
I look busy
I look busy
I look busy
I look busy