Patient Zero
Ha ha ha ha ha
Yeah, ha ha ha
Well shit
Talkin the talk
Walkin' the walk
Cookin'
Toss that shit in the wok
Tickin' the tok
She got sick in the sock
Too many overtreatments
Get a massage
Blinkin around
I'm stinkin', they frown
Put the kitchen sink in the ground
Tables so round
And cables surround me
Hopin to get another fuckin hit, so calming
Kamikaze
Paparazzi
Feel offended
I'm not sorry
Taking offense to the defense
Puttin up signs on the new lens
Shakin flesh pockets for two cents
Can't pay rent
Dishin out cold bullets like cement
Taking to fucking shake those hands, gents
Rakin' the leaves like a mime
Cuttin', touche, bleedin' no crime
Losin a packet of spice
Pickin up grains of rice
Ricin for risen fatherfuckers
That won't tuck their kids in
Bullshit
Learn what matters
Family and friends for life
Don't shatter
Daily fuckin petty strife
Don't matter
Corona-fuckin-virus
Go splatter
Rollin up that end of the world blunt
Rollin up that end of the world blunt
Much fatter
With phat cats and insane hatters
Serve it up on a platter
These fools are totin', flag tatters
While the rain pitter patters
Dratz, I hear laughter
The cheeky chime in their chatter
Fuck this, I'm climbin' a ladder
To citadels on clouds above
Lookin' back down like fuckin Rapunzel now
People lookin' like ants
Set them ablaze by accident
Don't stress
Just ride it out
Some sorta fuckin end will
Put this fire out
Short and stout
I'm a fuckin teapot now
Run my mouth
While I spew clam chowder on
Myself
Can't get help
Patty melt
Tastes like a good distraction
These infractions of actions
Premeditated factions
Exiled for redactions
Of generation's wack shit
Isolation
Could save so many
It's not too late
To kick back at home with Henny
Earn a penny
Take a benny
Hundred packages on the doorstep
Never was the end of the world so casual
Casualties not gradual
Actual
Time to fucking pull the wool
Out from over your eyes
This could be our demise
Living in dark times
Drippin the same slime
Sippin the same lime
Coronas on our time
Coronas on our time
Try not to die
We're in this shit together
Try not to die
We're in this shit together
Yeah, ha ha ha
Well shit
Talkin the talk
Walkin' the walk
Cookin'
Toss that shit in the wok
Tickin' the tok
She got sick in the sock
Too many overtreatments
Get a massage
Blinkin around
I'm stinkin', they frown
Put the kitchen sink in the ground
Tables so round
And cables surround me
Hopin to get another fuckin hit, so calming
Kamikaze
Paparazzi
Feel offended
I'm not sorry
Taking offense to the defense
Puttin up signs on the new lens
Shakin flesh pockets for two cents
Can't pay rent
Dishin out cold bullets like cement
Taking to fucking shake those hands, gents
Rakin' the leaves like a mime
Cuttin', touche, bleedin' no crime
Losin a packet of spice
Pickin up grains of rice
Ricin for risen fatherfuckers
That won't tuck their kids in
Bullshit
Learn what matters
Family and friends for life
Don't shatter
Daily fuckin petty strife
Don't matter
Corona-fuckin-virus
Go splatter
Rollin up that end of the world blunt
Rollin up that end of the world blunt
Much fatter
With phat cats and insane hatters
Serve it up on a platter
These fools are totin', flag tatters
While the rain pitter patters
Dratz, I hear laughter
The cheeky chime in their chatter
Fuck this, I'm climbin' a ladder
To citadels on clouds above
Lookin' back down like fuckin Rapunzel now
People lookin' like ants
Set them ablaze by accident
Don't stress
Just ride it out
Some sorta fuckin end will
Put this fire out
Short and stout
I'm a fuckin teapot now
Run my mouth
While I spew clam chowder on
Myself
Can't get help
Patty melt
Tastes like a good distraction
These infractions of actions
Premeditated factions
Exiled for redactions
Of generation's wack shit
Isolation
Could save so many
It's not too late
To kick back at home with Henny
Earn a penny
Take a benny
Hundred packages on the doorstep
Never was the end of the world so casual
Casualties not gradual
Actual
Time to fucking pull the wool
Out from over your eyes
This could be our demise
Living in dark times
Drippin the same slime
Sippin the same lime
Coronas on our time
Coronas on our time
Try not to die
We're in this shit together
Try not to die
We're in this shit together
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