I'm a writer, probably as good as Elton John But whats writing good for if it ain't helping moms? I'm tryna feed Japan while seeing sights of Lebanon And wiping away tears of the girls that's getting felted on I'm tryna get my felt pen on but the block is hot My hands is questioning if I'm Bach or not If I'm 2Pac or nonexistent to these juggernauts But I'm an architect, an astronaut, an argonaut So hey, you, get off my couch You don't know me, stay the **** out my mouth But I'm a writer, you can quote it out loud A false poet, get my dough and I'm out But here's an eighth of shrooms for your earlobe A little rap wrapped in cigarillo A little bit of Wu-Tang, mixed with some Henry David Thoreau A little ponder theory you can ponder on your pillow This is for those who wrote suicide notes And all the hipster girls that was super fly **** You looking at her nose, what you do besides coke You looking at her palms what you do besides **** Nothing, life is but a supersized note I open up my mind like a suicide door And grab a pimp cane and a superfly coat Have em' bobbing they heads to something stupid I wrote
[00:16.90]I'm a writer, probably as good as Elton John [00:19.51]But whats writing good for if it ain't helping moms? [00:22.09]I'm tryna feed Japan while seeing sights of Lebanon [00:24.60]And wiping away tears of the girls that's getting felted on [00:27.24]I'm tryna get my felt pen on but the block is hot [00:30.27]My hands is questioning if I'm Bach or not [00:33.07]If I'm 2Pac or nonexistent to these juggernauts [00:35.68]But I'm an architect, an astronaut, an argonaut [00:38.37]So hey, you, get off my couch [00:40.82]You don't know me, stay the **** out my mouth [00:43.65]But I'm a writer, you can quote it out loud [00:46.15]A false poet, get my dough and I'm out [00:49.08]But here's an eighth of shrooms for your earlobe [00:52.00]A little rap wrapped in cigarillo [00:53.83]A little bit of Wu-Tang, mixed with some Henry David Thoreau [00:57.20]A little ponder theory you can ponder on your pillow [01:00.02]This is for those who wrote suicide notes [01:02.72]And all the hipster girls that was super fly **** [01:05.38]You looking at her nose, what you do besides coke [01:07.94]You looking at her palms what you do besides **** [01:10.79]Nothing, life is but a supersized note [01:13.50]I open up my mind like a suicide door [01:16.04]And grab a pimp cane and a superfly coat [01:18.73]Have em' bobbing they heads to something stupid I wrote
