LO/FO

How could I have known that you have a PhD In everything under the sun, yeah, you're a prodigy at Age 23, you really got it down Blow the lid off the whole operation 'Cause nothing's finished till you work in your opinion My bad, my bad, I meant to say fact I'm dumb, won't you cut me some slack How often do you disinfect your phone When you talk, talk, talk your shit all the way from home I'm in your orbit, I'm getting so smart The more I hang around you, the more I know about art And what it means, and how to do it right Cause there's a wrong way, I wish you'd show me how to write How often do you disinfect your phone When you talk, talk, talk your shit all the way from home It's hard to make me angry but you do a bang-up job Good luck finding catharsis when you think that you're on top You want so badly for my jaw to drop It's hard to make me angry but you do a bang-up job Good luck finding catharsis when you think that you're on top You're always waiting for my jaw to Log out, fuck off Log out, fuck off