Something is missing

Something in his sigh

Looking like we've fallen out of place

Don't let go

Her chaser I'm gripping like I'm brolic

My blazer dripping like it's a Pollock

From her jugo stung by the light

My pace up sprinting I'm no koala

Yeah her tastebuds lying but she a scholar

Got my microbes under the slide

Yeah

Bend the light

These achromatic lenses

Won't actuate my limbs

But you can try

Change her mind

When it's held high? Forget it

I must look so fried

And I admit it

Tried to be so high

But you won't let your might slim

Tryna get like you baby

Tried to be so high

No

Don't

Tryna get like you baby