[Verse 1]
Welcome to the palace
My name is toad
Boys in the back poppin' turds and they pissin' real slow
Can i get you a drink or a shroom?
Theres a sink in every room
If you needa to throw up they're available to you
They're not related nor relevant
Only help them when the time comes
They'll need their
UHHH
Medicine
Pregnant brains so I give'em abortions
Fork and knife for their soup
They live in accordians
I feel so sorry man
But they're so loved
But I'm the boy who got the rug
No more playing dig dug
Got cuffs on my fingers I can't flip one
Stop looking dumb
Just f**in do it son
Nah man that's unnecessary
It's a lil' scary
The ceiling fan tryna lead my hands
Dark halls, couldn't even glance
Lay back while the wonderland expands me into funny trance
Wake up positioned in a handstand
Wishing I was spider-man
Or know how to dance
-pause-
But I guess
Better studying threw me into the sickboi world
I'll walk around with this master sword
Bored with chatter so
Thats a riddle steez
I'm all about that alchemism, muggle bro
[Chorus]
I'm sick of less and the mess
I ripped the test into shreds
Now everybody's wondering whats going on in my head
[Verse 2]
They hang with browser
I hang with coloured frogs
An apprectice at many things
Blessed to be a master at making chowder
Don't make powders, if I did
You'll be poisoned cuz I'm full of laughter
Skipping in the rain
Droplets blend in matter
Stains stamped on the back cover
Also left my number if they do mutter
IHOP invites silver screens
A good scene for wallflower
For now I'll be Fooly Cooly Sudowoodo
In a submarine playing foosball
Rush to the surface for a bit
Preachers feeling voltage
All they ever were, were just features
Left with christmas spirit
And modern independence
This tentacle p**n is graphic
Elastic clappin' is the vision that I seek
Pissin' like a fascist
I got hitler in my head making a beat
Tip-toeing on catwalks
Trying to avoid rails
Call me Hanco*k the Sandman boss
Drunk driven so yes get off my sleeping fox
No I'm not having a good day
Get the f** away
Don't try taking about that one time
We ain't homies
Mentos are making an array of personas
Bentos and froyo and tortas
What a mindful family
Shoot me out the cannon already
I need to be vanished
I win