Cheerios

While I'm in here tripping over beats Ya'll be out there tripping over feets And I don't mean that literally but this time spent on nothing is getting to me My eyes hurt so much Lower area fiending for a touch But I'm just not out of touch enough four hours without a screen feeling like way too much When I get bored I get down some Turn the music on and bounce around some Feel like I'm in a music video Except it's just me and my bowl of cheerios Pacing back and forth with my arms flailing Friends getting pregnant I remember flazing Blazing by the school and such You see some shorties walk up you wanna cop a touch but You can't squeeze what you can't rub And I can't be what you can't love And I can't see us not together Smile for the while then bring on the stormy weather Come on Trying to make friends but it's hard Put in time pushing lines singing fast cars Especially when I'm home by myself Listening to my music and I don't need no one else But then there comes a time when it weighs on my mind Late Friday night nothing saying for my time Baby pushing beers to the end of the line I know there's a world out there but ain't the world mine I sing a winter song Everybody's sprinting as they're singing sinner songs It's classic dinner songs It's classic dinner music You can play Ahmad Jamal and sip linguine to it So baby what you say Let's go back to mine and throw all our clothes away Volcanoes ain't explosive eh Well yeah I beg to differ We can smoke a spliff and then make your whole body quiver Like uh Singing 1 2 3 4 You heading to lunch singing what's that free for And if you need some comfort you can climb the ladder on up to my tree fort