P.O.L.I.T.I.C.S.

I don’t drink the Kool-Aid 'cause I’m out of my mind
Out of my mind (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m playin' this beat with a trombone 'cause I’m out of my mind
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don’t need your attitude, your tone is rude
Did your mama give you that mouth?
Your words are like the letters 'cause I’m out of my mind
Out of my mind (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
This friendship is worse than
This friendship is worse than
Wash it down like Listerine
Crush me, I’m gon' break
This friendship is worse than
My thoughts are pretty sticky 'cause I’m out of my mind
Out of my mind (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And blame that icky-icky 'cause I’m out of my mind
Out of my mind (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don’t need your attitude, your tone is rude
Did your mama give you that mouth?
Sip, sip, sippin' on some syrup 'cause I’m out of my mind
Out of my mind (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
This friendship is worse than
This friendship is worse than
Wash it down like Listerine
Crush me, I’m gon' break
This friendship is worse than
Hey, hey, hey, hey
P-O-L, L, L-I
P, P-O, P-O, L, L-I
Friendship
Say it, say it
This friendship is worse than
This friendship is worse than
Wash it down like Listerine
Crush me, I’m gon' break
This friendship is worse than
P-O-L, L, L-I
P-O-L, L, L-I