[Verse 1: pizza boy.]
Cut my hair, now my selfies are all silhouettes
I feel a mess, presently, and one coming
The only good omen has Sam Smith on it
And when I dance to it, I can hear my hip groanin'
I'm probably not supposed to be this old
A shadow follows like the Goosebumps intro
In tomes, I'm told it is instrumental I scribble out guilt with a number #2 pencil
But alas, I'm always my #1 target
And that put a big, dark smudge where my heart is
They say I'm here with Alessia Cara
Well, if I am, it's the seediest part of the town
And she ain't show up; I ain't ever seent her
[The] only folks around are haters and non-believers... and those who don't even entertain party visits
These are my people, and we not for none
[Verse 2: pizza boy.]
Alright, I'm off the cute stuff
Now I'm on that off the cuff, off the Goose stuff
Them nursery rhymes, that 'Go and Get Your Two Cups', that 'Cursory, Ain't Eem' Gotta Think'
Give cursor no time to blink, I'm typing a freestyle
That flow gettin' spiritual, I be healin' you; Green Mile
Cool, ‘cause meanwhile? I think I'm John Coffey
I can feel all the pain; every day, God haunts me
Whatchu' want?
[Hook: pizza boy. & Kevin Clarke]
I heard you're going rogue...
But I know you know you're runnin' out of road
This is the end of your days
It's time for you to get saved