Lookers

Loony lookers looking at me looser's living on bad things for me fukkers hoping fukkery for me looming around my boundaries. Thinking I can't see. But the divinity shows me everything I need to see. Watching you looking at me. Mac cracker on top of shit wannabe little fle. Get back from the mac sack sukka. Don't want ya kinda funky. Really yucky. That's a different song you'll see. Always looking.

They said, I was tasting the devil's pie. If they only knew I took it, I also cook it. Its my fukkin recipe. Jesus got mad at me so I grounded him for a few week's. He said dad. Nope sun that's some good pie. Knowing all you tried it right. Cant lie about that pie. Hot cold its perfect for the soul.

Loony lookers looking at me looser's living on bad things for me fukkers hoping fukkery for me looming around my boundaries. Thinking I can't see. But the divinity shows me everything I need to see. Watching you looking at me. Mac cracker on top of shit wannabe little fle. Get back from the mac sack sukka. Don't want ya kinda funky. Really yucky. That's a different song you'll see. Always looking.

Spinning back to something somebody try to call me out. No doubt but how boy scout. What it about now. Everybody gotta hatter. Always lurking around, trying to find something. Only getting found riding on my something. Paying attention to my movements so we throw some groovements keep it bent. Difrent really for people to see.

Loony lookers looking at me looser's living on bad things for me fukkers hoping fukkery for me looming around my boundaries. Thinking I can't see. But the divinity shows me everything I need to see. Watching you looking at me. Mac cracker on top of shit wannabe little fle. Get back from the mac sack sukka. Don't want ya kinda funky. Really yucky. That's a different song you'll see. Always looking.

Peeking at me a mother fukker looking at mr mac mac cra cra cra cra cra cra crack crack cracker mac cracker mother fukker. Look and see me like divinity. Look to close and your can't unsee the real me. Come closely and see.

Loony lookers looking at me looser's living on bad things for me fukkers hoping fukkery for me looming around my boundaries. Thinking I can't see. But the divinity shows me everything I need to see. Watching you looking at me. Mac cracker on top of shit wannabe little fle. Get back from the mac sack sukka. Don't want ya kinda funky. Really yucky. That's a different song you'll see. Always looking.