Seven Eighty Six

Seven eighty six I was seven eighty six when the freshman called I was seven eighty six I was seven eigthy six Woke up in a sweat I forget where I came from Thought I need to finished But I recognize I been done Send em all a text to tell them that I income Then i rally up the troops with a smile and a fist bump Vile. I'm nasty Like I revamped Mary Kate & Ashley Like I vomited the sun for the earthlings They said Connor's bad enough, but there's worse things Just imagine for a sec That you're caught up in a net Except the net is really made Of the time you never spent Doing things you really want to do, aw, now I'm sniffing Sorry, kid, I'm not a therapist or uplifting Nefarious instead, with a fire for a head I was seven eighty six when I put you all to bed I was seven eighty five but I'm doing what I said I ran miles to the finish and I left you all for dead Seven eighty six I was seven eighty six when the freshman called I was seven eighty six I was seven eighty six Tally up the score While I'm working out my core I'm examining the contours Sweeping up the floor I abhor all the whining that comes out of your mouth I support the first motion here to quiet you down Got a bone to pick with me come riot it out And if you're not I have a message and I'll write it all down I tell you in a quickly scribbled note That I get what you're saying and I'm getting your goat And I wrap both hands around your neck and your throat And squeeze until I'm seeing you abandoning hope I'm ruthless. I'm toothless I'm the life of the party like cool whip I see Bobby the from the North I see Bobby from the North and he's festive, ya'll I see Bobby from the North I see Bobby from the North See I'm Bobby from the north, I'm starvin' artist Start from rags to rich, I now I'm cards with Jarvis I've alarmed your sargeant, a security threat I'm only mad because your mother hasn't heard of me yet We're playing chess by the doorway Cousins out from Norway And it's riveting to some People sayin' it's a horserace But I let 'em all win for their self-esteem Cuz my album's on the shelf, by itself, you see I don't help for free, I charge a buck or three Yeah if I'm ice cold sure, come and melt with me Where the seltzer be? Might be up in the fridge Yo honey, move a bit, just a smidge Seven eighty six I was seven eighty six when the freshman called I was seven eighty six I was seven eighty six Timothy was short And he never played a sport I was never north He was rabid Held it on support I'm of sorts Timmy send me on a mission Timmy sent me on a quest Timmy sent me on a quest Timmy sent me over there Just to tell me he's impressed I have seven sweater vests I got eighty seven tiles On the counter of my chest Just while I pull myself together. Assembled with levers You can call me Ash and I will call you Misty You can call me fun if I can call you thrifty I knew that you missed me, pining out the window Hard to see me if you tried cuz of presidential tint tho I know that you're into... weird shit But be fearless Bobby from the north And he's always playing checkers I like Bobby from the north when he flies around a vector Connor Miller's court filed Bobby from the north With a file for his sweater vest but it never made floor I adore that you try, please do it again I am more into you that I'm into your friends I like to play games but I won't play pretend I'll play MP3s... again and again Hello from the wreckage didn't recognize your fist bump You hadn't had spaghetti squash I recommend you get some I wanna be fanciful and fancy free and winsome Come to my location and I will share with you the dim sum I've been done. I'm quiet I'm original sin, sing me some hymns I'm pensive, don't try it Or I massacre the laughter of your eighty seven riot Seven eighty six didn't make it past the tryout Seven eighty one made the cut, brought the five out Woes through the six, but the seven needed white out The one percent was yours, but it's mine now Seven eighty six I was seven eighty six when the freshman called I was seven eighty six Connor isn't sure What the butterknife is for He examines all the contours Then he's taking out the core Now he's taking out the trash And he's cleaning up the floor Connor's seven eighty sixty But he's raggedy and sore Six wishes. Percy Wishkiller Five for the wishlist, four for my filler Never filled enough But I milled, I'm a miller Shooting up a thriller He's a hooter and fetching young gentle-man He is not a human being he has lentil hands He has friction. And sparks Good diction. High marks Heidi wasn't short For the record she was six foot Took it all serious, but it's good Heidi didn't pressure Any friend of hers to list hood But she habit formed a toggle with a piston I'm vile. Like nasty Like we reworked Mary Kate and Ashley Like smile. Like sunshine Like we only have the night for this one time