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