Chillin' and relaxin' up in Luigi's Mansion Room is black, but the TV breaks madness GameCube on campus, I'm tryna smash it, bro What's the address, I'm playin', I don't impose Pimp slow, wristwatch got me on hold The kingdom of my heart, cold art flow Before six, I gotta get the games in When my mom comes home and my homework is late again BS2 is my mood, daydreamin' by the pool I'm tryna stay up till two, are you? Are you too? Awkward in the function, my mind holds nothin' *** it, I'ma smoke and sit in my dungeon Till someone pulls me out of that front Late night chats, cause our mind like that Exchange facts to face back, pace back Way to race that, destined to relay past Sentence for delayed ***, pessimist known to take naps My heart known to break fast, say stripes with hate and innate claps Case closed, so face the gray stats Take the whole tape back and make saps Believe in that bullshit, faith in a full clip Anxious and foolish, stay in my own script No more pullin', it's all push now Stolen, bound, up in the pit, pal Something to dismount, someone to diswow A hit and a miss, pal To the Secretary of the British Standard Institution To the Secretary of the British Tourist Society To the Secretary of the Central Office of Information To the Secretary of the British Charity Commission To the Secretary of the Customs and Excise Board To the Secretary of the Passport Officer To the Secretary of the Port of London Authority World Trade Centre To the Secretary of the Manchester Savings Committee To the Secretary of the National Westminster Bank