Piss - london yellow, Dad

But I don’t know what to say in IRL

I think I’m just autistic but I can’t tell

If I can’t call God a faggot in heaven

I’m tryna go to hell

I like bad words

Weird kids who eat turds

Fuck the fly guys

That shits for the birds

I’m a lame idiot, fuck what you heard

I know I know nothing

You think you know it all

You’re a fucking nerd

Fucking absurd

I’m sitting back having panic attacks by taking in your fancy words

Not the topics though

Just the bigger pictures

I’m way too fucking meta

Yellow analytic nigga

Absorb your abilities, my brain gets bigger

Spending all your souls on my vigor

Even though my flesh perish, Yellow London never gonna really die

Really I put in enough work for at least three lives

I’m way too fucking humble

Its kind of cringe to admit it

I don’t want the credit

Just to know that I did it

Grant a couple long term wishes

Never took a bitch

I did try to wear a green fitted

Do you feel special when you tell me not to quit it?

When? Why? Where? How?

None of your business

I’m not your royal jester, get the fuck off my dick

If one more mongloid asks for Recluse 2, I’m quitting

You wish that I was kidding

Nobody takes me serious

What do I gotta do?

Go to a school, take out my hairy dick

Pull out a cheap Glock, screaming «Hey Siri! Send this to my parents!»

One by one, all the zoomers disappearing

I don’t wanna do it

I’m tryna kick back like a Buddhist

Live life in the form that is truest

Build my own beach and become a fucking nudist

You knew this

Stop telling me to do shit

I don’t wanna do shit

Wanna be reclusive

Tell what I’m doing is worth

I wonder if my music is worth it?

Wanna be the dead guy

Wanna be perfect, but I’m not perfect

My life is a circus

I’ve been getting high to get by

Think I fried my circuits

I’ve been out here searching

Deep within myself for some purpose

Tryna scratch the surface

I’m learning

But I can’t figure shit out for certain

I don’t even know if I’m a person

My whole world burning down

But I still keep a smile while I’m hurting

Ow

Waves of depression, I surf it out

Then when I get, can’t turn it down

Like its Party City now

And I’m here to be the clown

Life is an RPG, this shit get weird

I don’t wanna disappear

You wouldn’t recognize me without this here big beard

Assassinate my character with

Switch up the narrative

All cause I feel its imperative

Plus I don’t know an alternative

Fuck a preservative

Burn the bridge

I need some purgative medicine

Until then, I’ll just keep on spinning and circling

Caught between worlds and shit, struggling

Going through turbulence

I put the work in, bitch

I put the work in, bitch