ROCKET BEARDED LEGEND

Run around like I’m hot shit in the mosh pit

Met a goth bitch, now she’s fucking sucking on my rocket

Everyone’s the same, all you lames better stop it

Flyer than a plane and my brain is the cockpit

Heart too full, bitch, it’s nothing like my pockets

Trapped inside a heart-shaped box and I’ma lock it



Prove ‘em wrong, who the fuck they gonna doubt now?

About to take off, where’s my motherfucking countdown?

I’ll be getting what I wanted, been rewarded

I’ma stay in my own lane until the day I’m in a coffin

After that I’ll stick around, the underground becoming haunted

I’ve been loving what I got and if I got it I’ma flaunt it

Dumb shit you’ve been buying with your cash flow

You’d be better off fucking wiping up your asshole

Going dummy with your money, ain’t shit funny

There are people in the world, they’re fucking dying, going hungry

You could spare a couple dollars till their tummies looking chubby

I’ll be giving fucking lectures like professors acting nutty