Comic Sans

I make breakfast for all my pretty foes

And my boyfriend look like DiCaprio

I could strike a pose for ya poster bro

Get the angle right though

Way too much of me that’s an overload

Robitussin flow that's an overdose

Die again to grow, that's the antidote

That's a miracle, that's the answer oh

Apple in my throat, serpent on the road

Way too sensitive, and my hands are cold

Need a petticoat, feel like Comic Sans

Overused for that paper by the gram

Freddie I'm a killer queen

You lather me in kerosene

I think I need a quarantine

'Cause I'm a walking Halloween

I read it in the prophecy

I need an antihistamine

Allergic to an evergreen

And I'm a fuckin' pharisee

Yah, yah, yah, yah

Yah, yah, yah, that's the answer ho

Yah, yah, yah, Robitussin flow

Yah, yah, yah

I don't care too much, I don't cry a lot

Interviewer wonder if I'm high or not

Need a honest bitch 'cause I lie a lot

She ain't ginger but she got a fire crotch

Can we turn this up to a higher notch?

They don’t wanna dance, they just tryna to mosh

Let her fuck somebody else 'cause I'd like to watch

It’s icy hot, it’s icy hot, ayy

I’m fucked up in the back of a jeep

Bad chick at the wheel and the passenger seat

Ain’t nobody with me got a bachelor’s degree

You can skip me when you passin' the weed

'Cause I enjoy the dreams that I have when I’m sleep

Back in the city and I’m back in the streets

When they see me out know they ask if it’s me

And I say

Yah

Yah (and I'm back in the city)

Yah (back in the city)

Yah (back in the city)

Yah (back in the city)

Yah (back in the city and I'm back in the streets)

That's the answer ho

Yah, yah (back in the city), yah, Robitussin flow

Yah, yah, yah (and I'm back in the city and I'm back in the streets)

And I see in 5D like I'm Ed, Edd, and Eddy

I got the hot pot running I'm a little unsteady

I told my grandmama I'll be back when it's ready but I'm a liar

Tie the band on me and the polygraph goes haywire

Polymath, polyglot, Paul wants a cracker

But I just pop pop like a lipsmacker

Ethereum, got up and I hit the ceiling

Got up out the water feelin'

Feelin' like Popeye yeah, feelin' like, feelin' like Popeye, yeah

Mm, fuck Whole Foods 'cause I be feelin' like Popeye's yeah, uh

Freddie I'm a killer queen

You lather me in kerosene

Think I need a quarantine

'Cause I'm a walking Halloween

I read it in the prophecy

I need an antihistamine

Allergic to an evergreen

And I'm a fuckin' pharisee

Yah

Yah (and I'm back in the city)

Yah (back in the city)

Yah (back in the city)

Yah (back in the city)

Yah (back in the city and I'm back in the streets)

That's the answer ho

Yah

Yah (back in the city)

Yah

Robitussin flow

Yah

Yah

Yah (and I'm back in the city and I'm back in the streets)