(Mm) Yo, I'm a sharpshooter Little do she know her boy's a pro song tuner Sings a pretty song, remind her of the good times Sings a sad song, remind her that she's on his mind You got the smiley face but I'm the one who's yellow Solely fading into red and not-so-friendly fellow I hit the party anyway to turn up with my friends I'm fucked up spinning 'round and 'round Let's go, I'm still touring in Japan They call me Mocky-san, they like to stan I drop a matakubranei, that's how you say Hold me back like the world's biggest back pack Spread your wings like an eagle or an osprey 'Cause this is music, not cosplay So you can hold the cheese on those NFTs 'Cause I'm a triple threat, bass, drums, and keys "Marc, you on that work right now, homie I told Benny the same thing You just gotta let 'em know how you feel" Been such a long time since I seen your smile Damn, I miss it Let me think about it for a minute Let me think about it for a while I can't shake the memory, memory of you on my mind All I wanna do is smoke a joint with you And kiss you one last time Been such a long time since I seen your smile (Damn, I miss it) Let me think about it for a minute Let me think about it for a while I can't shake the memory, memory of you on my mind All I wanna do is smoke a joint with you And kiss you one last time