Super Lowkey

Usually the 'J' is with a designated shooter (boom) So don't do it, don't add space Leave a 'G' close to the 'J' like "Shoot it!" No one laugh, that's a 'jk' No example of an automatic-47 blast in the residential way But the flow bananas, K Go "potassium-symbol" That's a JK-elemen' Spending all my days on the Westside, O! Oh, PQR—'S' is for Son On set, I'm a son from the left coast Dubs up for the place where the sun sets Cause I can only dream of why the sun goes west But I can't even see just what the Son sees best Died on a tree in the shape of a 'T,' He emits 'UVs' just to get 'W' (You, you) (2 you) And you just might get to know me A little mo' better I usually like to move slowly But do you know super low Super lowkey He's the season approaching West whenever I'm coasting Duck like on-the-pond-floating I'm Icarus trapped in a life lackluster Women and religion and a glass pipe Living in a ziplock bag Full of Sprite-colored bite-size nuggets Full of trees like a white guy running (Forest... Forest...) You livin' locked up! Lukewarm earthling Living for the twerk team First thing in the morn' View porn, hurting, super low But do you know? What do you do when the biblical view you learned When you was two and the option "to-lose" drops a toxin in you, And you're choosing to cruise with doctrine of "her A few brews, and a hot tub"? And then some bad news for you pops up: Phone call on the way to your job Gotta pray to the God that you played "runaway" cause the same Lois Lane said You got her knocked up And you just might get to know me A little mo' better I usually like to move slowly But do you know super low Super lowkey