Eye Am Apocalypse - Interview Me

Fuck it Don't really care
You can catch me putting one in the air
When i'm cruising through the streets
You people don't compare

Got my mother fucking mind
On the dope setting
Oh what wait why what yo yo man
You elope with chick gross

Dam what the fuck
You doing with that chick
I'd rather go eat shit
And get my ass kicked

I got too much money
If money is time
I spend it all just kicking back
Making these raps

So get the fuck out the fuck on
What the fuck is wrong with your brain
I don't care if your drunk
Go drive in the rain bitch

You can't stop time
And time will just change us
Sit back and watch
All your friends become strangers

Falling in love
Is falling into danger
Staring at each other
In the faces of anger

Don't wait too long
Just do your thing
Is she the one
I don't know

But if she's right
Then she's right right
Oh yeah
Tits
Till the end of your life time
I hope you don't have to give her a punch for her lines

Thats the joke
So just laugh it up
Whats that funny stuff
Oh its in my cup

And i'm just drinking it
I think it helps me think
And if not then i'm wrong
And I probably stink

But if you're listening to this
Then you know that you love this music
Cause its hella fucking sick
And you know that you wanna use it

In your tape deck
Oh wait I meant player
From the CD i Pod
Wow lets go to the future

What you gonna do now ooh yeah
What you gonna do next mm ne
Maybe read some books at your mother fucking library
Get your brain sorted out with the text

What you gonna do with your life
What you gonna do tomorrow
So you gonna set things right
So you don't feel the sorrow

Do you feel the cold breeze more
When it blows some chicks summer dress up
Makes me wanna sit back just chill on out
And fill up my cup

Written by:
Arthur Olive

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