Pencil Pouch

Smoking all alone in the room Thinking about a life, I assume Mama tried to call me, so I paused Then I resume Everybody wanna get away This is not the time for you to pray Everybody keep you on the low You just need to think about some things Knick-knack, pussy wack, give a dog a bone No snap backs, fanny pack full of broken phones Can't push that, give me pushback This message for the hood rats used to thumbtacks and cook less Scented markers, sniffin' scented markers Been higher than a middle finger or a motherfucker I'm busting like a pimple popper Mama Mia, I don't need another Your paper larger, but my pencil sharper Ha, ha, ha Smoking all alone in the room (ah, ha, ha, ha) Thinking about a life, I assume Mama tried to call me, so I paused Then I resume Everybody wanna get away This is not the time for you to pray Everybody keep you on the low You just need to think about some things Alright, wakey-wakey, princess Your pussy's not tight enough to keep it all intact