I Don’t Really Need Those (Ghosts)

[Phone Ringing]
Ugh, Jesus fucking Christ, pick up the phone. Pick up the phone
[Answering Machine] [BEEP] Hey you've reached ? I'm not here right now, just leave me a message. I'll call you back. [BEEP]

[First Voicemail]
Girl you won't pick up the fucking phone, bitch
I've been trying to call you all fucking day!
You know that thing in your room that box with the fucking
Chinese or Japanese lettering on it, I don't know what the fuck?
Yeah I bumped into it while I was sweeping the floor
It fucking broke open and this thing came out yo
I don't know what the fuck it is, but it won't leave
It's breaking all the shit in the fucking house, it doesn't speak English
You need to get your ass home and figure out how to
Get this thing out of our house
I can't believe you brought a fucking demon into our house
Bitch, get home, NOW! [BEEP]

UGH, alright listen up, bitch

[Verse 1: The Buttress]
I'm a typhoon, you're a sea crest
Caligula listening to seashells, Buttress make you wiggle, uh
I'm from hell, and I don't really need bells or whistles
Buttress walk through the thistles
I'm makeshift, stop fronting, you're nothing
Exit the Matrix, dual-layers-of-self bitch
Go back to Malaysia, Asia, whatever, the malarial area
I ain't scared of ya', you're tame you dumb bitch
'Cause I done zapped a hundred spooks found in the deepest nooks & crannies
Ghosts of grannies and young ones, Buttress the fun one
I come to prod with my rod of justice
And make fists with spirits because I don't really need those ghosts

I ain't afraid of no ghost, bitch!
Haha, that was easy, haha

[Second Voicemail]
[BEEP] Uh, yeah, hey, sorry about the other voicemail, uh
It's all good now, uh, I'm just cleaning up, uh
I just had to talk to it, yeah, uh
Yo on the way home would you mind
Picking me up some maxi pads yo? Heavy flow? I just started. Alright, thanks I love you, bye. [BEEP]