Delta Waves

[Intro: Airbud]
Cold out there
It's cold out there
My god, my god
It's cold out there
Cold out here
It's cold out here
My god, my god

[Verse 1: Airbud]
I keep it one hundred like a century
I feed on good love and good energy
I'm not as close to God as I'll ever be
As long as Tropic keep on flipping leaf at ten a G
Geez
I don't speak flippantly
Every bar pure gold like a banker see
Sign on my heart reads "No Vacancy"
No room for the devil or a demon, please
No room for the hearts of the Emilys
Or the Cassidys, or the Ashleys
I say it in every song so I feel better
But if she text late at night I will still get her
I wish that I could lie in raps
I wish that every bad father had a heart attack
I wish I loved myself and never had to hold a flask
I wish that cigarettes were not my way to cope with past
And I wish I could admit my real addiction
I wish I trusted God enough to let him in
My aunt told me that I gotta stick with it
I just wish I knew what it is, yeah
I wish my Honda was a Civic
I wish I wasn't white privileged
I wish my wishful wishes wasn't wishes, which is
The reason why I gotta ditch all of the rich kids
That let me feel like the world ain't bad as it is
That I could make music and keep it realistic
That my complaints are any more than just a wish list
That I could lease a beat and do something with it
Tripping off of last year's habits
Think I never had it
Fits of flippant passion
I'm in December passive
Think I need an accent
Think the dude is tragic
Think that he is trash, they
Think he made of plastic
He believe in God, oh
He believe in magic
He believe the Rapture
He should quit the rap shit
He should have done the math
I wish he would've done the math
(It's cold out there)

[Verse 2: JGivens]
We see it in every case
Two criminals get erased
One's dead, Number Two -- and this is blue
And I guess he's new to this
As he's shaking his hand, explosive as Mount Vesuvius
Murdered a man on camera
His life is threatened by spookiness, I guess
What's so spooky, though, to a Haole
Howling 'cause he's scared of all the superstitions in Maui, I digress
All Saturns resort to hula hooping
It all matters, even if blacker than Goofy Movie
Don't gotta say nothing to me
They say "don't knock it 'til you try it"
I ain't trying to recommend you, how you doing
If you've been working in the closet underneath your skeletons
I can't condemn you, I've been through it
Some say I'm smoking with police
Police all lives smoking nicotines, why he shoot 'em?
And we all know what acquittal means
Flip the middle, please
That's like "he ain't even do it"

[Outro: Airbud]
It's cold out there (it's cold)
Cold out there
It's cold out there (it's cold)
My god, my god
It's cold out there (it's cold)
Cold out here
It's cold out here (it's cold)
My god, my god