[Verse 1: Khary]
Give me the mic
Shittin' on niggas, I need me wipe
Fuckin' on bitches, I need me a wife
I don't drink liquor, I need me a Sprite
I'ma be bigger, my kiwi is ripe
If you don't believe me, believe in the price
The value is up
Can't replicate it, the value is us
I am not one to play with when volume is touched
I think all that masturbation's
Out here fucking with your mind
I think my playlist is racist;
It's not fucking with your kind
People wonder how you made it
When they ain't been on their grind
People stab you in the back
Because they lack a fucking spine
[Pre-Chorus: Khary]
I'm cleaning up my mess
The Phoenix is bright red
The feeling is righteous
The ceiling is high, yes
It's easy to die scared
It's easy to cry tears
Just leave me with my affairs
[Chorus: Khary]
I made a list of list
Of all the things that I enjoy
Don't give two shits
I'm tryna block out all the noise
I built a house upon
The things that you destroyed
I'm feeling lucky so
I walk into the void
[Verse 2: Khary]
If life's a performance, then art is the moment
Why question my motives? I Fortnite emote 'em
They been on my dick, I'm collectin' my scrotum
I plug in the modem 'cause I am the Internet
What does that mean, nigga? I don't know, take a guess
Fuck OnlyFans, I don't pay for sex
Just keep my name on them paper checks
If cannot win, I'ma pay the refs
What's that? What now?
Don't need a Rollie or buss down
You can't control me, I'm up now
You Nickelodeon, fuck clowns
Hope you get used to the "Shh"
Hope you get used to the hush sound
You not in my column, you thought I was calling
You'll have to excuse me, I butt dialed
[Verse 3: Abhi the Nomad & Khary]
Fly submarine (My mess)
Hope I don't torch my Icarus wing (My mess)
Two weeks in, I'm running on E (My mess)
Alphabet soup my medicine feed (My me—)
I'm better than better than I ever was
Life is a cinema, you don't really gotta roll B
IMAX certified, on the widescreen
Two please, for the meltdown, he's cutting that brie
What, what, talk to angels, unplug the cable
I block the noise away
It's impossible for it to not affect me
It's seasonal, it's Old Bay
A new obstacle, a new maze
An optimist on few days
I lost the gist, a new phase
Easy
[Chorus: Khary]
I made a list of list
Of all the things that I enjoy
Don't give two shits
I'm tryna block out all the noise
I built a house upon
The things that you destroyed
I'm feeling lucky so
I walk into the void
The Void was written by Khary & Abhi the Nomad.
The Void was produced by Connor Musarra.