Head Hunter

B.l.e.s.s. T.h.i.s M.e.s.s. Will you bless this mess? B.l.e.s.s T.h.i.s M.e.s.s. Will you bless this mess? Simple angel, perfect devil Can I come inside? I'm feeling like larva I'm frumpy like Martha A 15-foot Parka I grow out my clothes Eat 'till I'm sleepy The muffins are beefy A giant diamond When you're blessed it shows You wanted me to me act up To make you feel more backed up Well take swig of vodka And battle underwater You say you need a father Well, baby, I'm a baller I won't ever grow up, oh oh I won't ever grow up, oh oh I won't ever grow up, oh oh I won't ever grow up, oh oh B.l.e.s.s T.h.i.s M.e.s.s. Will you bless this Mess? B.l.e.s.s T.h.i.s M.e.s.s. Will you bless this Mess? No rehash, no rehab No empty simulation I want it, I made it It's not an animation Got no time for depression No therapy session Inertia, it festers And feeds my aggression These chains on my tires They came with it, they're stock My sense of direction is all the way up, up Keep up, keep up, 'cause I'm not coming down I'm jacking up shots, you can fight for the rebound Got an angel and a devil seducing my head I'm in for a three-way and sleep when I'm dead You wanted me to me act up To make you feel more backed up Well take swig of vodka And battle underwater You say you need a father Well, baby, I'm a baller I won't ever grow up, oh oh I won't ever grow up, oh oh I won't ever grow up, oh oh I won't ever grow up, oh oh