Deranged Balloon lyrics

Ayeeee
Cranium
Illenium
Is my mother f*cking solution
I might f*ck a b*tch that might be my solution
I so fuvking depressed
My life is a mess wait
I didn’t mean to say that I’m in a dorm
If a mother f*cking advisor
Advise me to a constructor
I might have to construct it build it up then reconstruct it
Yes I have problems
n*gga I’m not angry
1 plus 2 Math Equations
Was bout my teacher
And I don’t give two f*ck
I know that she loves me
I got in the guts
f*cked her on the table
Might marry her with the label
Label it a stamp
Label it a tramp
I might have warn wet hands yes them b*tches damp
Put it underwater
I drown the f*cking daughter
In the wap I had to swim
Had no floaters though
Yes I’m black
I got a fuvking cat
I love fuvking cats they’re like my bats
They’re not dogs
I am not a frog
I can play piano
My f*cking wrist is lazy
I can't do multitasking cause I’m not
Tom Brady
That be throwing f*cking bombs and Hail Marys
If you throw one at me I’m not gon catch it n*gga
You can’t f*cking see though
n*ggas tall as hell
Need to retire before my next single
Supreme hat it’s special
I can't say my own words I’m retarded
I didn’t just fart that’s my lips
My mic pass the spliff
Wait
Smoking by myself because I’m smoking again
I fuvking hate thc
I sniff coking
I can’t even say cocaine
That’s how I’m f*cked up
Acid in my brain
Im f*cking f*cked up
n*gga I be f*cked up
Words are jumbling
My words are mumbling
Don’t do the Kylie Jennifer challenge
Before you end up like me
Big ass f*cking lips that won’t eat pus*y
I wouldn’t just eat no random girl
Give her the browser special
That peach and ice cream smoothie, f*cking delicious
My computer is black
Matches me
It matches the atmosphere of my cat
I’m a bat
A vampire
Go to war I retire
I might cry
Where’s the lighter