THE ONE WHERE I VENT

The flows are cold I'm wearing Patagonia

Don't forget me when you're famous I said "too late, I hardly know ya"

I hardly owe ya

So much clout that people chase me just like I'm whiskey, they're Coca Cola

So much clout no one desserts me just like a parfait and I'm granola

I'm 21 but y'all are sons in my eyes

I'm forming melanomas

I just keep trucking, like a Tacoma

My peers are tight knit we're claustrophobic

So many bones in my closet that I don't wanna come out it's homophobic

So many lines I don't know what to go with

Y'all just run around the point like it's aerobics