Quarantine (Freeverse)

I been goin' crazy
Locked up in my room, netflix gon' save me
Quarantine in my house, ain't riskin' my safety
Isolated from the world, but shit, maybe
We all gone a little crazy, crazy, yeah

No disrespect to my fans
But, no, I am not tryna shake your hand
If you wanna see me, see me on the 'Gram
Goin' on live, eatin' from a can

Watchin' reruns, Sopranos seasons
Would do it anyway, now I got a reason
But honestly, I promise that when it's all done
I'll see y'all then, in 2021

Eh, maybe '22
Shit, watchu gonna do?
Feelin' like an animal livin' in a zoo
My friends text me, I'm like "Don't come through"

Yeah, I'm livin' like a loser
Only hang with my producer
Maneuver outta the way of any commuter
Fuck takin' Uber, I even updated
The virus protection programs up on my computer

I already told my lady if we doin' it
We'll be usin' hand sani for a lubricant
I'm fuckin' losin' it
"How could you make a joke about a damn pandemic, Chris?"

Pfss, have a sense of humor, bitch
I'm just tryna lighten the mood
Yo, I ain't tryna be rude
I'm not the motherfucker writin' the news

I'm that guy up at the grocery
Who's buyin' the food
And fillin' up his fuckin' cabinet
Entirely soup

I'm the class clown, only with some gloves and a mask, now
Ain't no joints here gettin' passed round
Limit the threat, gimme a test, gimme a pat-down
Stuck in a house with my roommate Pat now

JP pull up with Purell
Hope he's not sick, but shit, we can't tell
So we stayin' at a social distance
It's really not hard when your whole existence

Is either on tour or I'm home alone or on the phone
I mean, honestly, I've been known to go
Mad days in a row, no human contact
Netflix chillin' in my room, I'm on that

And that was all before an epidemic
It's still the same shit, just with more disinfectant
Not to be malicious or unsympathetic
But all jokes aside, I just hope I don't get it

I been goin' crazy
Locked up in my room, netflix gon' save me
Quarantine in my house, ain't riskin' my safety
Isolated from the world, but shit, maybe
We all gone a little crazy, crazy, yeah
(Yeah)

(Webby)
(Until further notice)
(Stay the fuck away from me man!)
(And wash those fuckin' hands)

(Yeah)
(JP, cut that shit, man)



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Webster, Patrick J Farley, Jake Procanick
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