Pasty Lyrics

I been inside getting pasty

Lookin' all Frosted Flakes-y

Why can't I stop being lazy now?

My blood is turning to gravy

Wouldn't run if a lion would chase me

Oh why can't I stop being lazy now?

Coffee doesn't help anymore

And it's awful I won't pick up what just fell on the floor

Recently things I like have felt like a chore

The type of pick-me-up I need they don't sell at the store, man

Some demons that are snarling lurk,

Up in my brain cuz I've been wasted on the daily, fuck

I'm supposed to be Charles At Work, man

But lately I've been Lazy Chuck

I been inside getting pasty

Lookin' all Frosted Flakes-y

Why can't I stop being lazy now?

My blood is turning to gravy

Wouldn't run if a lion would chase me

Oh why can't I stop being lazy now?

My body and my brain are both in gridlock

This adulting shit has really been a rip off

Watch a lot of tik tok, get the mail in flip flops

And scroll on social media instead of making hip hop

I'm creating flows, but it's mostly ebbs, yo

Probably cuz my diet is atrociously dreadful

Bologna and bread rolls and Frosted Flakes cuz I'm a

Cereal killer like if the Tiger Tony was dead, woah

I usually eat out on the same day I go grocery shoppin'

And then again until the food I bought is mostly rotten

Sleep until I'm dead feeling like my only option so I'm dozin' off inside my cozy coffin

Often

I get texts and calls like big red balls

In my phone I'm dodgin' while I hit creative brick walls

Taking a swig of ethanol, got the chicks up in my thoughts

But I'd rather stay at home than take a risk at all