Lost boys never find home
Couldn't tell you places I've gone
Every night a different ******' time zone
She don't believe in alien, here is six million tons of limestone
I swear they never listen
I woke up trippin'
They need to see my inventions
All my cell phone friends
Abigail always listens
Fairy tales, premonitions
I was gettin' too specific
I had to shift the dimension
Atlantis is in the Pacific
I don't panic, the **** is prolific
Took a canvas and a canister and then it vanishes, **** is terrific
On my cheek, your old lipstick
I just cut my heart in three full pieces, I'm 'bout to see you a triptych
All of us roll up, we doin' a kickflip
I fall in abyss and I suddenly miss it
But **** it, I'm onto some next ****
I need to get back to the flexin', collectin' the checks
Get 'em out of the section
When I see my whole ego's in question
Man, I hate how the people digest it