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son anthony - out and about lyrics

fresh out of the car wash, right into the rain
back into the parking spot i know gets pollinated
not surprised how the same old same old became a continuum
enslaved by this formula of working for a living
i’m obligated to remind you that what you are hearing
is a sad sacks enactment of life and it’s tyranny
so many interruptions has a harness on my focus
my jolliness paused like santa stuck in a chimney
your origami pieces stand no match against my foot
as i godzilla stomp them all then ask you “whats good?”
crotchety cos i didn’t get what i wanted mixed with
overthinking issues people don’t lose sleep over
let’s have a sleep over with a designated tea time
eat something. followed by a gl-ss or two of wine
it’s hard to focus in a cl-ss when you’re love with your professor
instead of taking notes you make believe you can undress her
don’t -ssume that i am one track minded
this thing never shuts off. it never keeps quiet
it’s nice to take a break from whatever weighs on me
that’s why i write these raps that pack more power than an army
lawn chair living sipping on a couple mixed drinks
missing links found in what i spit up in the kitchen sink
p-ssed because i now am a slave to this truth serum
that i merrily consumed now i’m terribly regretful

ceiling fan comfort. as i lay and look up at it
each go round kept me more and more relaxed
thanks to the hypnotic trance of that home appliance
the static ceased the savage beast that’s pr-ne to violence
may have to start paying for some rounds of applause
to make it feel like what i’m doing really matters at all
cos i get clowned when rap i live. how could i escape the fate
of every demo that i send to not end up a paperweight?
i still hold sway with no fans. forgive me
my lies range in size from up giants to down to pygmies
i glide like a frisbee over oceanic waters
my minds a pigsty and that flight cleans it’s quarters
p-ssion and disorder are two traits that i abide by
as each side of my brain computes one entirely
i guess that is where a personality stems from
submersion in reality undoubtedly ends up
the cause of influence which builds your perception
i know you’re sick of the lessons
so instead let’s make tracks that teenagers can vape to
soundcloud rap for frat boys dage to
f-ck that. i hate you. by now i’m used to it
in order to get played i have to jump through hoops
i refuse
constantly met with blank stares of confusion
don’t tell me how i am to make my music

- son anthony lyrics

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