[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-