​Raised By The Internet - Soup (Rhonda) lyrics

Oh my dear Rhonda Don't wanna bother Haven't seen you in a minute How's your mama? Heard about the drama Wanna see my best friend But he hang with Jacarandas Sun-soaking till the time's up Mind rush Your face Your eyes You blush Soup is all I eat baby Wanna save you but you treat me like I'm f**ing crazy Ay Low self-esteem Gotta love it, gotta love it baby Low self-esteem Where you going, where you going, baby? He's got a J on his chest He's got a J in his mouth Someone tell him where to park it When it start to go south And when the ball stop bouncing Is he losing his clout? Or is he doing it for Rhonda Who's forever in doubt? Of his achievements He tells her that he means it He tells her that he loves her She tells him get a Kleenex Baby what's the issue? Grab another tissue Blown it out proportion Stop treating me like I'm see through (Because I need you) Why aren't you eating? I don't know, it's just-i'm just not hungry I guess