I got to the moon, wasn't sure I'll meet goons. Been tripping on lagoons, ain't sure I'll be safe on balloons. These bitches got me on high notes, ain't sure my stitches could mend petticoats. But you got your friends to back you all up, yeah they better get their cents to support your pop. I got the pots set up, but my corns don't wanna pop, Oooh my bad I never gave a pace, like bitches they got some lace. Yeah Yeah, Oh oh... Be cool be nice, don't trip don't gag stand strong! Fuck up a check on the plane, I go insane unseen, blow out the brain, I got nothing to offset, yeah. I got no man to offset, yeah. I ain't no VVS to put hot sauce on titties. Chorus x2 If all I wanted could be abstract, then there's no point cause you won't extract. Cause everything's believed vanity. I'm sure everybody understands. Please don't, I admit all my mistakes... I try to get a permit and hope for forsakes We all gotta be positive! Chorus x3