Kapeesh - Send Help Lyrics

Eighty thousand thoughts a day
Just to net a decent eight bar
Definitely in my own way
Rogue wave, oh well 
Squared up with myself
A nigga finna clean his own clock 
That's too much time on my hands 
Send help, send help
Eighty thousand thoughts a day
Just to net a decent eight bar
Definitely in my own way
Rogue wave, just swell
Fed up with myself
A nigga finna clean his own clock 
Got too much time on my hands 
Send help, send help
Black on my own terms
In and out of this body been piping 'em Roddy, we Rowdy
One life I'ma sojourn 'cause the good die young and the OG's slow burn  
Prone to flashes in pan 
Manifesto in the margins again  
All of this rap shit they fed you a sham 
Can't dumb it down an enigma I am 
Kablam, Meltman, a Gilligan against a garbage island 
On a matte white apple box I stand 
Follow the leader little lambs get silenced behind my eyelids, woke
I'm actually known for doing the most 
Blow the whole bag, I'll be damned if I don't
Gotta prove I was there you gon' say that I ghost
Looking back on a broad like, ugh, gross 
Do you guys ever do that
Is it, is it just me? Do you ever like
Like see an ex from like back in the day and you see her now and you're just like
What the, what the fuck was I thinking, bro
I'm on some Dr. Disrespect, bitch, I did my best 
No hard feelings though, hell I'm glad you left 
Man I used to be, wait with bated breath 
Not no more, hoe, not no more, hoe
Grab that popcorn and watch this door close 
Never too high to take the low road 
Pinky out, sipping these Four Loko's
Dice se como, "in love with the coco," it's Whoa 
What you tryna say
A brotha got demons and plenty of reasons, in bed with the reaper
I'm running in place  
Not quite trace amounts look at this face, I'll get away with murder
Look at this face 
Cradle to the rave, I will not bend or obey
This is my chemical romance and I'm not okay but I'll never get carried away
Eighty thousand thoughts a day
Just to net a decent eight bar
Definitely in my own way
Rogue wave, oh well 
Squared up with myself
A nigga finna clean his own clock 
That's too much time on my hands 
Send help, send help
Eighty thousand thoughts a day
Just to net a decent eight bar
Definitely in my own way
Rogue wave, just swell
Fed up with myself
A nigga finna clean his own clock 
Got too much time on my hands 
Send help, send help

Eighty thousand thoughts a day
Just to net a decent eight bar
Definitely in my own way
Rogue wave, oh well 
Squared up with myself
A nigga finna clean his own clock 
That's too much time on my hands 
Send help, send help
Eighty thousand thoughts a day
Just to net a decent eight bar
Definitely in my own way
Rogue wave, just swell
Fed up with myself
A nigga finna clean his own clock 
Got too much time on my hands 
Send help, send help
Black on my own terms
In and out of this body been piping 'em Roddy, we Rowdy
One life I'ma sojourn 'cause the good die young and the OG's slow burn  
Prone to flashes in pan 
Manifesto in the margins again  
All of this rap shit they fed you a sham 
Can't dumb it down an enigma I am 
Kablam, Meltman, a Gilligan against a garbage island 
On a matte white apple box I stand 
Follow the leader little lambs get silenced behind my eyelids, woke
I'm actually known for doing the most 
Blow the whole bag, I'll be damned if I don't
Gotta prove I was there you gon' say that I ghost
Looking back on a broad like, ugh, gross 
Do you guys ever do that
Is it, is it just me? Do you ever like
Like see an ex from like back in the day and you see her now and you're just like
What the, what the fuck was I thinking, bro
I'm on some Dr. Disrespect, bitch, I did my best 
No hard feelings though, hell I'm glad you left 
Man I used to be, wait with bated breath 
Not no more, hoe, not no more, hoe
Grab that popcorn and watch this door close 
Never too high to take the low road 
Pinky out, sipping these Four Loko's
Dice se como, "in love with the coco," it's Whoa 
What you tryna say
A brotha got demons and plenty of reasons, in bed with the reaper
I'm running in place  
Not quite trace amounts look at this face, I'll get away with murder
Look at this face 
Cradle to the rave, I will not bend or obey
This is my chemical romance and I'm not okay but I'll never get carried away
Eighty thousand thoughts a day
Just to net a decent eight bar
Definitely in my own way
Rogue wave, oh well 
Squared up with myself
A nigga finna clean his own clock 
That's too much time on my hands 
Send help, send help
Eighty thousand thoughts a day
Just to net a decent eight bar
Definitely in my own way
Rogue wave, just swell
Fed up with myself
A nigga finna clean his own clock 
Got too much time on my hands 
Send help, send help