HOT AIR

Woke up on the wrong side of bed Metallica was having a rehearsal in my forehead Missed the Jordan drop at 10 AM I’ll just move to Cali with a single pair of Cortez Imma really miss my old bodega Turkey egg n cheese and you know that shit was Boar’s Head Yeah I know my city is the greatest But shit been really different since you left So much ado bout Who is with who now Walk past your new house I need a new route I’m in my room now Show is on Zoom now And it ain’t the same Fill my head with hot air Watch me float up to the sun Get too close I hang a left Pack my bags Watch me run run run Born and raised on Steinway My thought bubble is a hookah cloud Got my school fit from Conway Shoes are loud I wore ‘em cause of Kanye Huey taught me in the 6th grade on my iPod how to pop lock I’m a bit stiff but my shit pop and I’m locked in when I drop She read your DM it’s quiet I’m in her library we are not the same And we switch the environment Visit my island So much ado bout Who is with who now Walk past your new house I need a new route I’m in my room now Party on Zoom now Ain’t hittin’ the same Fill my head with hot air Watch me float up to the sun Get too close I hang a left Pack my bags Watch me run If I make it no one knows oh At least I tried and got close This is my wasteland Wilt all your flowers with me We can just lay here Watch it all turn to dust Maybe with patience We can both grow into trees Maybe we’ll waste here And we’ll be better off