[Verse 1]
Good morning to the world, art is just so chaotic
Stop being gloomy and recycle paper products
And why not, pardon me the cool girl
It ain't only misery and depression in the world
This orange soup you had, my living is in vain
Finishing dressers growing your own grains
Become a dentist, scribe poetry with quills
Exact your vengeance, become more sk**ed
In vinking, drinking and taking films
Enjoy a nice novel on the top of a rotto
Watch the sunset and return to the hostel
Drop off your novel, return to the brothel and chill
[Verse 2]
Hey, lighten up here, turn your troubles into poems
Make him sell ‘em, when you get mad, thrown 'em
Get stoned, burn everything you own
Carve little gnomes, out of a little stones
How's that? Off the drip to search the athos
You can move to atasville and rule a city college
Become a chef, take tiny little baby steps
Study music, fall in love with the treble clef
It don't matter, be careful when you're milking at her
Improve your magic set, slick pair of daggers
It feel right? Heavy or light
Move to Oakland, blend into the night
And chill, motherf**er
Take a load off for me
[Verse 3]
Chill, relax, throw away your stuff
Get a job [?], it won't be enough to
Do h**n, it's medicine, with a chick that's part Bedouin
Lovely lady friend that you met in the Netherlands
And all your travels, turn vegan, eat apples
Sneak bites of turkey ever since you turn thirty
Changing a [?], Bombay [?]
Disappoint your parents from your disappointing parents
Sue your Bedouin friend, have feeling of remorse
Have s** with a horse, make it consider a divorce
And chill
Chill
[Outro]
I'm so happy you can slap me, you can f** me and I'm the happy-
[?] so much that you can do
All the time
You be happy
I'm so happy you can slap me
You can slap me
I'll hang your paintings, we'll go dancing, we'll have a fun time-