lavender jones im skatterin stones shes blabberin groans n flattering moans she askin for loans n shattering phones im masterin tones n gathering clones n fracturing bones im capturing drones in the swaggering zone i enrapture my own n lacquer my throne chatter in microphones and plastering at my home alone just me n my lonesome. damn i sure have grown some get u some cologne son r u dumb smells like u swum in some scum from a drum marked rum n plum flavored cum from a bum yum.......ummmmmm wait a second i reckoned u beckoned for an unpleasant anti-depressant but just ended up hittin a dead end 🔚 so i dread friends that only lets the feds in