TOO LOW

[Verse 1: Skinny Ramen]
I should take my time before I lose my fuckin' mind
And I still won't play these games because I got nowhere to hide
Dead inside, what a ride
Man I thought of suicide
Is it fine, when I die
That you never, ever cry?
Fuck it
Back in the heat and I'm back in the shit
Beat up your dad and be back in a bit
Keep watchin' me and be back in the pit
Equality gets you stabbed in the tit
Maybe I'm angry at me
Maybe I'm not
Maybe I'm smokin' too much of the pot
What's in the box?
Is it my head?
I thought it was lost

[Chorus: Skinny Ramen]
Oh, they know
That we are too low
Too low
Oh, they know
That we are too low
Too low

[Verse 2: $oLo Act]
Feelin' insane, a little deranged
[?] (Bah!)
Numbin' the pain, a lot of cocaine
It enters my sinuses
[?], tootin' the flames
Into my brain and then
I met with the devil who's saying
"Your pen work is just a design, my friend"
Huh (huh)
Well is that so? (Is that so?)
No wonder I'm in the abyss with nowhere to go (?)
You see the shadows, they roam
The darkness: my second home
I'm done with feelin' expendable like Sylvester Stallone
I'm tryna feel like Rambo
Load the clip, unload the clip
And give the ops a halo
The way the bullets and the blood turn streets right into Van Gogh
The way I distance from my past
No wonder they call me "$oLo"
Cause the way I stay so low
Ops, they think it's a no-show (Agh)
Somersault right the whip like [?]
Chopper with a purple laser, call me Han Solo
Got my trigger finger hoppin' like that motherfuckin' stick is standin' on pogo

[Chorus: Skinny Ramen & $oLo Act]
Oh, they know
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
That we are too low
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Too low
Oh, they know
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
That we are too low
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Too low

[Verse 3: Provost]
Discretion advised for this next part of the session please
Depression won't lie, it's really gettin' the best of me
This section finna be darker than a funeral procession be
Selflessly give you this message to not be affected by me
What is it mentally?
I feel so imprisoned to be
Continuously rippin' the nicotine and hittin' that wicked weed
Got me some Listerine to clean my breath and teeth
Just to make it seem like it ain't been sippin' on nips of whiskey this week
Procrasti-Nathan has a hyper-fascination
Why his bar can't seem to raise it
But he's always high and lazy
So it'd be crazy to lie and say "congratulations" ain't it?
Like when will he come to the realization
He's to blame for why he just be tankin'?

[Bridge: Provost & Skinny Ramen]
Oh, they know
They now
That we are too low
Too low

[Verse 4: Hayden Forbes]
I’m feelin' a little rusty
Earl and Tyler gotta dust me off
And brush me off a microphone
Hydrocodone inside my bones (Woo)
Sike, false alarm
There’s no prescriptions for aches in me
I’m too low for zero in my descriptions like it’s ‘83
Now plain to see my misery is which could never cut the slack
I feel bombarded by daily tasks
And walkin' past my welcome mat (No!)
Am I just a recluse?
What should I do?
I’m crushed and trapped inside these walls
Twisted halls inside this pen
I wish I could just feel that spark again

[Chorus: Skinny Ramen with Hayden Forbes & $oLo Act]
Oh, they know
That we are too low
Too low
Oh, they know
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
That we are too low
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Too low