Empty shows, my shirt they all had holes

Stains all on my carpet, we was ashin' on

The floor

Any way it blows, that's the wind

Don't know how I feel about it, but I'd be down to do it again

Empty shows, my shirt they all had holes

Stains all on my carpet, we was ashin' on

The floor

Any way it blows, that's the wind

Don't know how I feel about it, but I'd be down to do it again

Make it make sense, take the veil off

They say it takes strength, well I'ma take

Some steroids

I'ma keep it 1-0-0, fuck a Ben Shapiro

Little silly weirdo, I'm a anti-hero, Hell Boy

I'm so, I'm so proud of me I sold, I sold out of seats

I'm so over the past I think I'm turning into Elroy

I'm so from the future, Drake is in my top 8

I'm so goddamn present, six me's cover my space

I'm so full of bullshit, six feet could not contain me

I'm so goddamn pleasant, keep a smile on my face

I'm not the same as I once was, not the same as I will be

Still got holes in my logic, sometimes don't know what I'm feeling

Feelin', feelin', feelin', feelin', feelin', feelin', feelin', feelin', feelin', feelin', feelin', feelin', feelin

Oh shit, fuck, y'all fold like an old nip tuck

I'm older but wise, he tough? I'm cold like a ice cream truck

I know that I'm likely wrong, mama told me to write these hooks

Daddy said that he liked these songs, Beppie told me that I'm enough

So please stop losing your shit, your feet fit shoes and they can't

Go deep, go through with your plan, next week go do it again

Again, again, again, again, again, again, again, again

Empty shows, my shirt they all had holes

Stains all on my carpet, we was ashin' on

The floor

Any way it blows, that's the wind

Don't know how I feel about it, but I'd be down to do it again

Empty shows, my shirt they all had holes

Stains all on my carpet, we was ashin' on

The floor

Any way it blows, that's the wind

Don't know how I feel about it, but I'd be down to do it again