The Narcicyst - OCD lyrics

I just made it back from Turkey Dawg Word to God, I've been working Hard Out of Shape, I'mma work it off Halal Turkey Dogs Out of Space, Off The Wall, I'm a work of Art Someone Tell the Patrons play some Sade We just want to feel like this is not our real life all day Get off the plane, tick off a name, pick up my bags, get on the way Scuffed the shoes up with mustard Custom dudes was m**m, I don't know if I can trust him Ugn Damn I am OTT, Circle or Square this is OPP MP3 Now, no CD, Information on OD We Return to the Chamber, ODB Burn for the flame life on 3D Why do I feel we are on Repeat Why do I feel we are on Repeat