A little serenade for the one time Take back your relaxation It isn't far behind Mrs magnolia Southern dumplin' Got some Campbell's in my cupboard And it hard to be far from you And it's hard I'm just a kid with a rocket launcher Halo noob when I run my mouth On that get it anyway ya gotta Sunrise mind with a sunset sound Chance said it best I don't want no problems I just want a crib for friends with no rent so they can go live Sittin in the get and give And I'm off of the books Mitts and an apron the way that I cook Jukin' the hook Like look, I took what I took The wine, the chips, the cars, the cash The sins, okay Set it off, bet it all on a small percentage Hopin' I Jeremy Lin okay The fag, the king, the queen, the joke, the south it's all in my pen okay This Wic-kedest wizard is winning by twisting a tongue and that shit is so fitting and The flow's a bit off cuz I'm a bit off but I'm manifesting in the funkiest way I have so many memories on your goddamn couch I like found myself there, and then lost myself And then got way too high and then tried poppers Done a lot on that couch Jesus