Scrawny (feat. Dogman Rukus & Kelsey Painter)

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All the blokes in the lounge are looking so dandy
The ladies on their laps are lapping up their looks like liquid candy
Along with the brandy the men are pouring down their throats to make them randy
As if the muscles weren't enough, but I guess it's best to keep it handy

Never was a drinker nor a stoner
With nothing to hide behind, I sit as a loner
Watching my crush and cursing myself for failing to phone her
'Cause whenever she's present, I get a
Organ donor

On emergency dial to replace my stolen heart
A crowd around my queen was never the most consoling part
But aiming for the middle pin is bowling smart
So I'mma be the ball and let the rolling start

But the muscle men suspend my momentum
And smash my cementum, ripping out my omentum
I don't attempt to prevent them
'Cause chances are fat a twig like me could even dent them

Yeah, I can go blond and don the shades, but I'll never be buff like Johnny
When people hear my voice, they think my name might as well be Connie
They mistake my virile screams for being yawny
Guess there's no denying I'm positively, profoundly scrawny

All who mildly care, please encase me in a huddle
Step around the crimson puddle-I'm sure it's only wine-and listen to my struggle
I'm left a bit befuddled
When I mean to menace but macho men believe I'm here to cuddle

I tried to ask them before my shellacking
To kindly remove their eyes from the woman on whom their pupils were snacking
I flexed my 'ceps to warn these chumps of the punch I was packing
But I suppose the meat I had on those was a little lacking

Over me leans the girl of my dreams as my consciousness is fading
She asks if I'm okay, but mistakes me for a maiden
As I bandage my heart where she jabbed the blade in
I begin my serenading

You must've drunken too much tawny
If you think that I can be the Betty to your Ronnie
I know I'd grow Pinocchio's nose if I claimed that I was brawny
But the facial hair I wear is the pride I'll never hide; I'll say it 'til I die, I'm as manly as I'm scrawny

What's that-you think society's obsession
With equating being manly to ruthless aggression
Is steeping me deep in depression
What in tarnation gave you that impression

Now listen, I will try again to approach your table
As many times as I am able
Before my mental health becomes unstable
Until you look at me instead of just my label

The meagre brat who's eager for some loving
If you'd forget for a second the brutes with their pushing and shoving
You'd notice not only is Scrawny Boy as hot as an oven
He bakes you cakes, waiting with patience for you to stick your glove in

Bruh, he can go blond and don the shades, but he'll never be buff like Johnny
When people hear his voice, they think his name might as well be Connie
They mistake his virile screams for being yawny
Guess there's no denying he's extremely, supremely scrawny

It's true, I can go blond and don the shades and never be buff like Johnny
But if you're skimping on giving a bravo, your intent is to con me
Plus, if you don't know my name, don't Shannon me, just Shaun me
Maybe after all I'm proud to be obscenely, astoundingly scrawny

Hey Chukpuppy, call me

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