GAT laces tangled
Bottom of the cup is too painful
The face in the mirror is a van Gogh
I don't beat around the bush 'cus I
Know it takes 2 to tango (One)

I state my theories then the case closed
Pour it up a theory in a Faygo
I shed my light through the shadow (Shed)
I heard this tale in the
I just stained the fabric
My hands are callused i can't keep it up

Around me, I just gotta keep the trust
Drowsy, obviously from the c-c- (Find)
We look like we're bouta present
At the science fair
We look like a doctor's worst nightmarе

I look like a catfish
I just want to look like a real
And my cup tastеs like a mattress
Fendi wallet filled with cabbage
Dog shit in it
Prada bag filled with mad shit
I can show you magic (1)

I don't know how to say your name
I sit with a theory and meditate
Picture of the shed and I'm center frame
I don't remember that day (1)

Face made of clay sip for the taste
Seal cracked open like my phone
Without with a case
If nodding off is my fate then I
It's difficult to conversate
I feel like the models in the lake
I think the bottle's in the river
III know your theory's at stake