[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