1-800-Flowers

Dancing in a field full of dandelions
 You can sit all on your own you're not in our alliance
 The youth lives and breathes on acts made of defiance
 People believe what they want they don't listen to science
 Stop fucking lying
 What's gonna happen when you have to face the facts
 Chilling at the wedding I been eating all the snacks
 You're trying to keep up but you're behind on syntax
 Breaking down the barriers with a torch and pickaxe
 You hide behind the couch to get away from it all
 What you gonna do when the grim reaper calls
 Standing on the toilet got your legs up in the stall
 Life got you fucked up like A Musgrove curveball
 Fuck your flowers I let the bears come in an forage
 Blowing all your mind's like Eminem rhyming orange
 Gather all your demons and you leave em right in storage
 I got you saying please like a kid begging for porridge
 You only get a little spoonful
 My little music career hasn't been fruitful
 Making love on the front steps of the vestibule
 This life ain't perfect but I say that it fucking rules
 When you realize that you can do what you want
 Getting fat off of the crepes and the croissants
 I'm having business conversations with confidants
 Articles containing my name get written down in a bigger font
 Now take a sniff and inhale all the pollen
 Sit behind the iron curtain the Steelers and Stalin
 Sound the floor before you step that's how you fall in
 Like the young bucks and Cody rhodes i'm fucking all in