Scallops hotel - The Oprah Winfrey Show lyrics

[Intro] We'll make our way out I'm confident We'll make our way out We'll make our way out I know, I know We'll make our way out We'll make our way out [Verse 1: scallops hotel] f** you is not the code word I'm the idiot who mistook topaz for sulfur My nose hurts, my soul hurts In the combination den dungeon dojo With seven dumb bozos And several servings of porridge New sign on my garage reads "Dead n***a Storage" Did you see that? I imagine myself saying on the Oprah Winfrey Show That life is hopeless and finicky It's morbid and limiting to be constantly absorbing their energy Translating context This is a pamphlet explaining the uselessness of the rap song's conquest Your measurements seem prophetic I interjected They mistook my rhetoric for poetics [Bridge] I never knew that I cried in my sleep I only knew that I was crying in my dreams I never knew that I was crying in my sleep I only knew that I cried in my dreams [Outro] We'll make our way out We'll make our way out We'll make our way out I'm confident