[Verse 1: Big Sus Boi (Shampoo Papi)]
I get, get mine in cycles and separate the plastic cause I like to recycle:
At seventeen I was
With older girls still in high school
Then we broke up
~*~*~Haiku~*~*~
Awaiting the day I get to say "I do"
Kinda corny, but it's honest -- Drought 3, Wayne's remix of "Promise"
Unsweetened and some loud pack, good snacks, cat sleeping on my nutsack
I kiss a dog on the mouth, bruh
In the house, I ain't ever comin' out, bruh
Got some food in the fridge, boy
Watching movies with my b**h, boy
Sus Boyz, this is it, boy
We don't care if you kiss boys
[Verse 2: Sus Boy 3000 (pizza boy.)]
While I have to kiss myself like James Brown, no cape found
The grey clown
The hostage that should've stayed down
Looking through old photographs like "... I miss you..."
Tried to go balls to the wall, but I miscued… so now I just bawl in the stall with the tissue crumpled on the floor soaked in the piss dudes missed the bowl with
Gon' start a business sellin' soul splints and old Yu-Gi-Oh! tips told to me by uncles I used to bowl with
Now we're all old, kicking dirt
Living hurt
Dying easy
It's fine to be me, but I wish I was a better me
I was 5'6” the last time I measured me
I always sweat the small stuff
Wrote this real quick so I don't get the ball stuck making an ink pool on this digital page
Saying “tbh” is the digital rage
But I don't follow
And why are you not always honest?
I guess the same reason as me:
Too many reasons to do, and not enough reasons to be