Distract Yourself

[Verse 1: cxllym]
Time to add another section, write up another page
All these pussies looking at me, waiting for me to fucking change
But I can’t and I won’t, I stay inside my house made up of pixels
While these other suckers living inside their houses made up of bricks cause
I am the ghost of the lavender town crypt
Waiting for everybody to notice all the shit that we just did
Screaming trees, to the treehouse were gigs we never did
But now im glad that I got 64 to call my own fucking shit

[Hook: cxllym]
My brain is offline, my connection disabled
Who is this? Who am I? Are they questions or fables?
My brain is offline, my connection disabled
Who is this? Who am I? Are they questions or fables?

[Verse 2: coinslots]
Old skool vans
Sittin' on my bedroom dresser
Dress her down to the pants
And that never upsets her
You need to settle for the lesser
You're our predecessors
Use a fucking word processor
Cause your flows are so depressive
Ay
Take a hit of ripski as I rip the foreskinner
Lookin' at me now i got money like I'm Mr. Smithers
Mr. Mr hit or miss her like a missile ripened thistles
Poking up out of the ground stabbing hittas and gripping snitches

[Hook: coinslots]
My brain is offline, my connection disabled
Who is this? Who am I? Are they questions or fables?
My brain is offline, my connection disabled
Who is this? Who am I? Are they questions or fables?

[Verse 3: Honeyberrydrip]
Drip is a god, ay
I got the sauce, yuh
Diamonds my neck, and you know we shine on
Bitches that want me, they love all my songs
Bitches that want me, they love all my songs yuh
Still I got the black gat, puffing on the black
Fucking with your bitch, damn I hit it from the back
Make that ass clap, Louis on my backpack
3 chains, diamond gang
On the map
Yuh, drip