Sunday Freestyle

On some Oregon trail shit
 Move slower than snail shit
 I just hit like 30 dabs
 Hit em back to back
 If the world's so colorful
 Why am I only seeing black
 Shit is muted
 Fuck the constitution
 My brain a dark spot
 It always seems confusing
 And I'm losing
 In any institution for the boozing
 Tryna get up out
 Put the bottle back
 When she open her mouth
 It's 2019 brother
 Women are holy equal
 So I spread her legs open
 And I go to the cathedral
 I pray for the people
 With my tongue up in the steeple
 Have a hard time putting actual information on a linear platform
 Cause affirmation in reality's
 All the way up
 Smack!
 Like connection to the flight
 Jean jackets
 In a pile with the rest like the plight's in the dark
 Stiff smile out the side of his mouth,
 See these rats gotta follow the cheese
 Bang twice on ya chest if you're a friend of the fiends
 Back when everybody bowed down to snow days
 And countdown to summer breaks
 Simple grades
 Prop plays
 Motherfuckin' popcorn Friday's
 Betchya ass I ain't forget about the popcorn man
 Coach Austin, here's a song for you man
 Plain toast smackin'
 But I fuck with everything
 Bagels with cheese
 All cheese and the gluten (Focus on yourself)
 All bad for my tummy (Focus on yourself)
 All grease fuck the (Focus on yourself)
 Mass pollution (Focus on yourself)
 Bring up the bad
 Help with the sad
 Be a good man
 Breathe when you're mad
 This is the truth
 Brought to you
 For the folks
 Side by side by ghosts
 Who wanna flaunt
 But unable to stay afloat
 Float, float, float, float
 And don't be afraid to be yourself, son
 You don't seem weak when you ask for help, son
 People are stupid anyway, who cares