Crunk Crisis

My life feels like it's to-go Always moving way too slow Play some shit that makes me feel All Time Low, i'll fucking squeal Everytime I'm home I'm pressed Takes me days to get undressed Cancel plans and make a mess Coasting til I get a check Frost Children for the motherfucking Grammy's I can guarantee that we're you're favorite enbys Play this song until your ears bleed You don't have a choice like force feed This just might break me Blow up, Scorsese Bite my thumb like fuck you I dealt with you in high school Always in a spiral Breaking out the cycle It's a constant trial I'm in self-denial Been a fucking while since I felt so free to wild-out Imma light a fire in the world just like I made a drought This is what it's all about Found another way to shout (Fook fook!) That's what Lulu said to me Always feel at home like it's my private sea anemone This just might break me Blow up, Scorsese Bite my thumb like fuck you I dealt with you in high school Signs unfolding Pry my mind apart I woke up with a tight fist Life is just another never-ending crisis Pry my mind! Pry my mind! Dine, unwind! Have a great time! I think I'm going through a crunk crisis Feel so emo that I think I might cry, sis Pay no mind cuz I'm not getting paid to write this I just sit around and chill just like a hype kid Crisis, crunk crisis! Crisis, crunk crisis! Hype kid, like a hype kid Hype kid, I'm a hype kid