Nonchalant (feat. Factor Chandelier, Mestizo & Mo Niklz)

Nonchalant
Never living the life of a bon vivant
It's en passant
Skip over the whole "adulting" part
Don't fall right into the pits of stress - that's overrated like Death Grips or your first sex experience
Less than nothing in the end

None the less
Slept on a bed of noise
Dreamt of bread and ex-girlfriend's mammary glands
Memories of our last shared breath

Bent the rules a couple of times
Had fisticuffs with foos and wound up fine
Sat in Paris drinking the finest wine, didn't even like it
Past the point of thinking art is priceless
Art is dog shit on the wall
Art is magnifying vices
I'll still fight for it

Get annoyed when white kids call me white kid cuz I'm light skinned
Never felt like them
Whatever their culture is, I'm foreign

Said "cracker' to my face
Then called my family "aliens"
Cops they see my legal name
And assume I'm slanging caine again

Officer
You're subhuman to me
I'm allergic to police
Been trying my best to hate less on flat-earthers or anyone searching for things to believe
They're trying to feel complete
All of us fighting for bites to eat
Tell me to question everything, but you never question conspiracy memes

Make your own religion
I'm a homing pigeon pecking at the city square
Stop giving me shitty stares

I'm an infinity loop and I'm seeking the truth though I realize it's never there

I'm Morrissey boring teens
With this fucking immaculate hair
Go ahead cal me queer
That's great!
Punch me in the face
In a minute a four fingered fist will be hitting you quickly to show you the error of your petty ways

Loser
It's not cool to be abusive
It's not cool to be Gary Busey driving drunk and hitting school kids
I'm too lit, burnt to a fucking crisp
Turnt till my world is flipped
Work more than Rihanna choruses, never bored of this glorious shit