Prod. @BigBagFtSlime
Lyrics:
They say the loudest in the room is the brokest in the room. i guess that's why I got to all my social events high as fuck. I don't say shit.
Spark it up before Christmas and New Year's
Yea, none of us are new here
Go get you a new beer
Yea, I do not drink and I do not do gear
But I do get high as fuck
Yea super, super, super, super, super
Gravy, soupy
I'm in the cloud and my head's in the movies
Can't believe I fell in love with a groupie
I'm still good, right, ain't it
I'm still Cliff, right, ain't I
They say the loudest in the room is the brokest in the room
I guess that's why I ain't saying shit, am I
But I guess, that's just how the industry is
Fake relationships and adult kids
A bunch of diddlers drugging and sucking each other's dicks
Somebody had to say it
I'm an indie rapper bro
Somebody gotta pray for me
In my name homie
They say the loudest in the room is the brokest in the room
I guess that's why I'm only speaking when I'm spoken to
All this jokers trying to poke their little fun
But they don't got no quotables
I'm a great listener, I've been keeping my mouth shut
And I ain't really hearing shit, and I got schizophrenia
Sorry to my fake friends, I was never a friend of yours
Man, quit using pagan religions to determine your daily afflictions
Something with indifference and indignant has become a daily addiction
Mad Lib, fill it in
Hey look, I found a new ability
I'm maximizing my intelligence and agility
All these magical stones, I have affinity
All these magical robes, I am a divinity
They say the loudest in the room is the brokest in the room
I guess that's why I'm high as fuck
And I won't shut up
Or is that just in my head?
