Cooped Up

[Verse 1: Ekoh] Then I'm stayin' in the house 'cause don't nobody wanna get this Like motherfucker, just keep your distance I already got my tickets refunded for all the festivals So best believe I ain't gon' be spending my time next to you [Verse 2: Spose] They're in Florida on the beach like, "It's fake bitch, what?" But I'm not pumping gas without latex gloves I'm walking out of Walmart in a hazmat suit With enough food to avoid you 'til 2022 [Verse 3: Ekoh] Yo this isn't what I thought it'd be, you call it quarantine It's just a day in the office of making songs for me Isolating, keep myself away from people? Like shit, I've been training my whole life for this [Verse 4: Spose] It's pretty dope, 'cause I don't got no shows to promote I go to my studio, I go home, I hold the remote I'm 'bout to watch every movie and then Netflix a show And just chill, and watch the next episode [Chorus: Ekoh & Spose] Lately I've been cooped up Chillin' in the same damn building And I think I'm 'bout to lose my mind I wrote a song, hocked a loogie Hit the bong, watched a movie And it barely even passed the time Feelin' like I need to break out Get some takeout Plug the mic in and then rock a show Like here we go! But then again, probably not 'Cause if I leave this spot I could kill like every grandma I know I guess I'm staying cooped up [Verse 5: Ekoh] See, I've been chillin' in the house a couple days then ooh Your boy done caught a wave 'Cause the minutes start to bend into each other And I'm sick of playin' the same old game I probably need to go and shower, shit and shave Or call up Dave, like "Hey Dave, you got some toilet paper? Me and Spose bout to shit on all these rappers later" Then go skate in the kitchen and drink some Jäger Then I dress up like a zombie and scare the shit out my neighbors [Verse 6: Spose] I can't even watch the Celtics help my dome cool down I can't drive to Dunkin' Donuts, my kids home-schooled now They're always on the couch, friggin' living it up "You put on Frozen 2 again, I'm gonna cancel Disney Plus!" Pacing 'round my yard like, "I swear it hasn't got to me" Raked every leaf in far-reaches of my property Checked on my economy, I'm going into debt I make too much off rap to get the stimulus check [Verse 7: Ekoh & Spose] I'm like damn, I watched every Marvel movie that's out Like yo, I scrolled through every twerk video on the 'Gram My mail man ring my doorbell, I'm like "No Leave it on the porch, that shit's gross" [Chorus: Ekoh & Spose] Lately I've been cooped up Chillin' in the same damn building And I think I'm 'bout to lose my mind I wrote a song, hocked a loogie Hit the bong, watched a movie And it barely even passed the time Feelin' like I need to break out Get some takeout Plug the mic in and then rock a show Like here we go! But then again, probably not 'Cause if I leave this spot I could kill like every grandma I know I guess I'm staying cooped up [Verse 8: Ekoh] I just got a COVID test, turns out I'm a hundred percent broke as fuck from this healthcare I'm well aware I'm self-employed and uninsured But go ahead, give it to the rich people first [Verse 9: Spose] 'Cause when the CEOs fail, they get bailouts When we fail, overdraft fees in the mail now You bastards better flatten the curve I'll have to be wrapped in bubble wrap When back in action, passin' you merch We're fucked [Verse 10: Ekoh] The fate of the world is restin' firm in the palm of our hands But we ain't washed 'em since the last pandemic, damn And we got Trump in the office, he keeps on talkin' But this dude is 'bout as useful as the legs of Lieutenant Dan [Verse 11: Spose] With the brains of Ichabod Crane We'd be better off with Joe Exotic holdin' the reigns To fight against the virus in this new world war That got me payin' twenty bucks to rent the Trolls World Tour [Verse 12: Ekoh] So put away the books man, "We ain't readin' 'em" Like, ayo Pornhub, "We want Premium" 'Cause I don't know how long this shit is gon' continue And I need to find something to clean with all this tissue [Verse 13: Spose] Thirty tissues later, shit is miserable, bro My uncle Larry he had told me it's a liberal hoax Now Larry's out in critical, the hospital's packed I'm on my last box of pasta and I think I finally lost it [Chorus: Ekoh & Spose] Lately I've been cooped up Chillin' in the same damn building And I think I finally lost my mind I wrote a song, hocked a loogie Hit the bong, watched a movie And it barely even passed the time Feelin' like I need to break out Get some takeout Plug the mic in and then rock a show Like here we go! But then again, probably not 'Cause if I leave this spot That could be the end of Ekoh and Spose So we been staying cooped up