Hobby Slob

Everybody needs a little hobby
Ain’t left the house in a while and I’m feeling pretty soggy
Broad daylight find the sun get a little vitamin D
Smoke a little weed, a hit of DMT If you know what I mean
I know you know what I mean
If you listen to me, please try to follow my lead
Everyday trying to plant the seeds
Overgrow the planet with some good fucking trees
I mean good fucking grief what a shit show
All risk no benefit shorty get low
Slow mo simp mode rolling to the disco
Pulls out a knife leaving behind slit throats
This goes to show it don’t take much
When you feel the hunch gotta stay with the rush
Never getting separated I’m trying to delegate
The memory and demonstrate a new way to celebrate
This bro knows how to shut down a party
Stay at home boredom busted up promptly
Softly spoken about to get it sorted
Paperwork in order about to cross a few borders
Walking by the neighbors about to spark vapor
Picking up odd jobs gotta do the labor
This ditch ain’t gonna dig itself
Rolling in it thick is how the haters felt
When Cinderella finds a fella dancing in the ballroom
And Alice decides to eat up all the small shrooms
Which one do think you gonna follow
That depends on the color of the little pill swallowed
Quality control kick the eq’s up
Nothing like death and destruction to get the views up
Acting like a bunch of Yakuza
Drunk off the booze and the thought of laying down with medusa
At Lollapalooza, hitting snooze, i’m a loser