I Went Outside Today

Yeah, I feel so fly today Emerge from my very narrow heel-toe hideaway My bad, like what people that steal old lighters say I told the emperor to get real clothes right away I'm focused enough to knit a whole sleeper quilt And train tunnels moving through people like a Peterbilt I found where all of my confident voices are I'm feeling free twenty pounds on my oyster card Goin' ahead with my Dwayne Wade looking ass I want a stupid mic stand carved from a wooden staff I'm tryna relive days that I couldn't grab I looked up what Lena Dunham said and I shouldn't have I don't know how I ever faced the odds As a child I played grab-ass and shot paper wads I matriculated up by the grace of Bob Used to licks macrame, cricket, and decoupage I'm tryna find true moments Rick Martel's cologne can blind you Hogan The American part of my mind's too swollen If I was a font I would hate Times New Roman I travel light like a choir can't A modern satellite's equipped to spy on a fireant Which is cool 'cause them fuckers is dangerous I'm tryna learn to face, fuck! Yeah, I feel so uppity Peter Piper picked the purple stuff before the Sunny D Summer pants, all of my receptors up and under siege Itchy middle fingers triple lindy out of the ugly tree Snap, Crack, show him to the closest blooming Onion Reclusive Koopas moving out the dungeon into gundam Money run along, sleeves up Tero on his upper arm Sneak around a thousand crows peppering the front lawn Bite a bat's head off before doors I forge you the recipe bork bork Quarter a draw everything orbit a filling biosphere Pioneer of pestilence my stylus is a science fair The future primitive is skitching off the pace car Rebel yell except for when he whistle by the graveyard If I ain't home wiping spittle off the space bar I'm tryna be the first jarred brains on a face card