Hello

(Yung Germ) Woke up, everything's fucked Goldfish dead and my Chase account's in the dust Credit started starting with a four Can't take a loan out 'cause I need to get a higher score And I really need a new car My shit from '93 and it don't even start At least I got my guitar Even though I need a new string and the cord don't go far Skateboard stolen at the park again And I might resort to violence It was my only transportation And now I'm asking for a ride again, oh, well I just need silence I gotta go and chill inside again, oh, well Don't wanna try again But I guess I gotta try again, oh, well Hello, the universe to me, wе can be friends, I can tell But you can't stand mе, and that's something I can smell The way you fear me, and I'm fearing you as well Now let's make anarchy, let's all make anarchy Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? Woke up, everything's crap Let some dude ride my bike and he never came back And my goldfish's still dead Still in the red, no bitch so no head Don't got money for a bike Got arthritis in my hand so I can't even type Well, that's fine I'm just a fisherman with no bait on his line Went to jiu-jitsu at three Got choked out with my own gi Went to muay thai at six My legs red from the low kicks I took shrooms and I need help But I wanna be by myself I took acid, girl, nice face But I'd appreciate my space Hello, the universe to me, we can be friends, I can tell But you can't stand me, and that's something I can smell The way you fear me, and I'm fearing you as well Now let's make anarchy, let's all make anarchy Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low?