Dear Everyone

This chainsaw massacre

Yeah, I'm in the ocean where the waves look lavender

Cool people love me but the lames so mad at us

And if they sleeping on me they should take more Adderall

Ya, ya, ya

Man, they can never catch us

I been running ever since I heard about a desk job

Sounds like a dead end, I kill shit, no kellogs

I pound on the Heavens, requesting to meet God, but

He's a busy guy

And it is difficult to get this off my mind

I'm just tripping, but it's nothing 'cause eventually we die

And that's a pessimistic way to look at life

Ain't it crazy, all these people just be preaching like they wise

Couple years older tryna give my ass advice through a different set of eyes

But we do not see your likes

Stupid loser, I just do it for the mic

They don't do it too precise

They say I'm not advanced, and all those kids at school who did not understand me think I'm wasting time because they mind is tampered, watch me cop a mansion on your college campus

Woah

And I would do it just to stunt

Started in the back but we brought it to the front, oh no

I don't think they got the hunch

Man, you know I go wild on these chumps like

Yo

They talking crazy, got no acknowledging sentences

Tell her to come and kick it then kick her off of the premises

Tell them I'm on a mission to turn these visions to Benjamins

Been the shit for a minute depending on what your interest is

And if you like me, that's cool

Flowing so dirty like public pools

I am not with the authority's rules, I just live in the forest from autumn to June

Let's take a walk to the moon

Wait, actually, that would be wack

Why?

'Cause there is no sound up in space and I don't think that I would be able to rap

Not in the class

I would be sleeping, these teachers is trash and they teaching me trash but I puff out my chest and say I don't know none 'bout your tests if you not the one cutting my checks

What do dummies expect?

Not a masseuse, but I'm coming for necks

I'm a doctor like Seuss when I'm rhyming, it's sick

Yeah I got all the juice, you can not take a sip

Tryna hop out the coupe with a modelling chick

All the broads who were rude now say I am the shit, that's the wildest trip

Homie, I must admit that I'm tired of this

Could you do me a solid and hop off my

Did I forget to say?

I'm only sixteen so technically this is rape

But I don't think you care, and I don't care neither

'Cause society is weird but baby I'm a little weirder

I'mma hop on my computer

And go shopping for clothes

Oh, you want something? Let me think, no

I'm on the go

Never got time 'cause, yeah, I'm boutta blow

But they already know