Find me dashin till the day time passes
And night falls
Then its back to the sewer
For the rat, Au revoir
Imma Bon appetit this beats
Like Oh Boyy
Better stick around for the main course
Im back again, the Michigan kid with no respect
Dropped out at sixteen
Then he called collect
Like Hello fame are you there?
Cause Im commin
Started drummin to the beat of his own drum
Brrram-pampam-bumpin !
Hipster tunes from Indie artists
Dallas Green, Luke Pickett, Manchester Orchestra
Young kid instrumental as orchestras
 to transform these raps into accordions
Hold em and fold em
Smish em and cash em
Thats cash back motherfuck a flashbacks flashin
Im sorry I had to get that out of the way
Too many best friends I let to not be callin today
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Old dutch town
Let me think about it now
Old dutch town
Writtin thoughts out
Old dutch town
You let me think out loud
Brushed up so many times
That Im painted up and down
Old dutch town
You let me live in the clouds
I get so high
And I aint never comin
Whole dutch town
I cant believe its allowed
This worlds so wrong
I dont wanna leave this town
Whole dutch town
Let me think about it now
Let me write my thoughts out
I aint never comin down