stroking&choking Lyrics

Chillin' with the Lexapro

I'm baskin' in the sun (What?)

Cause I don't know where to go, not having that much fun (This fucking sucks)

Swimming in the water, bring me under and I'll die

I'm so fun to play with, committing mental homicide

I'm like Chucky cause I'm short and angry

Some would say I'm chunky cause my beard orange and pasty

Leave it to me, don't get hasty

Blow it at me, nice and hazy

They say "lil seco crazy, I think it's got to him lately"

(Bitch)

Shut the fuck up, get the fuck up out my face

Your eardrums are gonna pop when you hear this bass

I'm feeling confined, you better give me way more space

I just popped that shit, damn well knowing it was laced

I've been trying to gather all my thoughts down in the basement

You know that my mind is full of violence and defacement

But is it a crime to be in algebra foundations?

Yeah, they really know I'm the farthest from basic

If you ain't prepared, then I think you need to face it

I'm stroking and choking, no bitch, I'm not fucking joking

You can play pretend, but I'll be cheering when you're croaking

Bitch, you know me, I'ma stick to my cooking

Change my recipe and see what I'm putting down

What I'm making, good like bacon

If I awaken, then I'm forsaken that you'll take pity if I'm not mistaken

Call up Mr. Satan, say I'm no pagan

Don't let my soul be taken in the midst of conversation

Linking, cross-contamination

That shit in my generation, a combination of creation and determination

Don't you get what I am saying?

Yeah, what I am saying

Yeah, what am I, what am I, what am I saying?