Nu Path

I don’t got no legs, put I got pockets
They fat, they fat
Stacks upon stacks
, yeah
I don’t got no arms either
Either way I got you
It just so happens that
I don’t got hands like them other boys
I don’t have eyes, but I see you
I see you pick a dude for the you
I don’t feel my lips moving
I don’t know what to tell you, yeah
I don’t even got no D for you
No knees, I can’t get down on one for you
I ain’t got no feet to be swept off
If I did, I’d be falling for you
I ain’t seen my body for a minute
Scattered on the hilltops
Put it on a milk box
So now you got my digits,, ey
Won’t you tell me if my arms are
Tell me if my legs are going too fast
Down this nu path, yeah
I payed to be,
Feeling like shredded cheese
I just sold a record, played, and had to pay for the therapy
Irony taste heavenly
Well, my bill’s payed
pretty chill today
I could be on the run moving
If let me
You should see me with my limbs intact
Used to be a, but you left
What if I went and built myself up from scratch?
What if I did that for you?
I ain’t seen my body for a minute
Scattered on the hilltops
Put it on a milk box
So now you got my digits,, ey
Won’t you tell me if my arms are
Tell me if my legs are going too fast
Down this nu path, yeah
Maybe I could lead you
Down this nu path, nu
Nu, nu, nu, nu