Mr. Rogers

Return your ass to the universe, Prepaid label

You ain’t smart tv and you ain’t got no cable

I didn’t like you at the start at the coffee table

And your mind ain’t sturdy no your mind ain’t stable
I’m shining and glistening yeah like a honeybun

Yeah i’m shining and glistening yeah like the morning sun

If i’m evacuating early that means i’m not having fun

I wrote a song in 2016 I called it smoking gunI think they wanna waste my time

Why would I wanna waste my time

Bitch don’t waste my mothafucking time

Yo you really blowing mines

I think they wanna waste my time

Why would I wanna waste my time

Bitch don’t waste my fucking time

Yo you really blowing mines

It’s a shame that I ran into a lot of lames

Unfortunate events yes I have to proclaim

I look too good and it’s a damn shame

Black hot unicorn should be my nicknameIf you wanna get to know me, then you need to prepare

I got that kind of energy you ain’t seen anywhere

If the convo dead-end then it’s going nowhere

Then I go poof right into thin airTo me these lames is a bother

But I get high like heavenly father

Sing in a cardigan like Mr. Rogers

Why they out here tryna marry me off to their daughters

I think they wanna waste my time

Why would I wanna waste my time

Bitch don’t waste my mothafucking time

Yo you really blowing mines

I think they wanna waste my time

Why would I wanna waste my time

Bitch don’t waste my fucking time

Yo you really blowing mines