(Distorted)
The beach is a good place to pick up girls because you can really see what you're getting
Most beaches are full of chicks
And they're
I've been moving in backward directions
During astral projections
I plaster my ass on the wall for attention
I need faster connections
Past is regret, I have flashed from the genesis
If I didn't care what my friends did
Friends are pretend
Wanna end when you get bit
Get slick, get quick, wanna send shit
Ends with a sniff, or a huff, or injection
I can't handle rejection
Seeing my reflection
Damn, no one gets it
Should I be kind and remind
That I'm weak?
So I fall behind every week?
I'm too shy when the guys take a peek
I cry from my eyes to my feet
Stairs to the street
To the gutters from the sea
When I mutter in my sleep
I say “mother never weep”
My brother finds blood
I say “shut up ‘fore she sees”
Another motherf*cking trap
Wonder where she weep
Wonder where she be
Thunder on my teeth
Spit natural disasters
God told me cat
Don't mess with the past tense
You're testing the masters
So I guess what the fact is
My ex was a bachelor
Next, can they get big checks
From the sets?
Next, from the dancers
They get a text from the models
This Hennessy is cursed
Someone hexed all the bottles
I swear on my life
I always try
But in my eye
I can fly
Sigh