Noah Simbark - OG

I've been steady trippin'
Ow Noah Simbark
I've been steady trippin'
I've been steady tripping on options laid inside my brain
I been adding up these problems like this equals insane
But I don't think there's any stopping it, I'm in a fast lane
A-finicky popping off like OCD what can I say
It's a hot show, with water flowing - I'm no mirage
I've been chewing past av-joes since the owl throatin' blow pops
Climbing-up towers, floating on bubbles to the tippy top
A first place, first stop, even Rapunzles given bop

Oh I hope you know
That this is my show
My life's become a fantasy
I'm reaping what I sew

Cuz I been party-hardy with critters and little elves
Cuz I been freeing them back to their land and off your shelves
Cuz I been finding a way to have some fun up in a cell
The devil gave me some toys while I did my time hell
I got this rare blood bladed thru me like Wesley Snipes
So I'm not hiding my antenna like Waldo in red stripes
See I'm a tranny with more balls than a pilate supplies
The whole party get hyped while your man incognito me tonight
So don't be banging on my door telling me to turn it down
I've been away for centuries but I'm the OG in this stomping ground
Holding it down, switching the tunes and making new sound
Don't get it confused though, its a jester with a crown
I'm making my own rules, where I'm baking and eating cake
Ding donging on ditches for them haters who hate
I'll be in a g-string Bahamas popping champagne
Knowing I can do anything, I got a cape flying on Mary Jane

Oh I hope you know
That this is my show
My life's become a fantasy
I'm reaping what I sew

Sometimes I bop it and twist it, flick it then belly flop it
Sometimes I'm Al Pacino, and strut to polly pocket
I sock it and bop em, the Dwane rock to the Johnson
My powers of awesome even make vegans in Wisconsin
Lil hot pocket, full of kale, shrooms, and siracha
Don't mess with me partner, I'm hotter than lava
Sweet talking to ya mama, FaceTiming in our pajamas
The only guns I flex are when I thumb wrestle Obama
Tu sabes, Am I making myself clear
I been trying some new things ever since I pledged queer
I started a baby girl, cute, but it was clear
I was destined to be a man, handing change like a cashier
Yeah I know its weird fasizzle... but that's life
It's choices my G, sand box or learn to fly
I'm a yolo han solo wit more sauce than a French-fry
And until the day I die, I'll be alive

Oh I hope you know
That this is my show
My life's become a fantasy
I'm reaping what I sew
Ooh I hope you know
That this is my show
My life's become a fantasy
I'm reaping what I sew
What?

Written by:
Mac McManus

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