Fierce Reduction

Hello, Hello, Hello Welcome back to a fine New Year We've got a lot of hoes For your pleasure Yeah, I'm stumbling on my way home I'm fumbling words like knives they cut my throat I'm fine I say but inside I know She only wants the best She only wants the throne Yeah she a thot on her rocks Lost some marbles from her pot Smoking weed like it's a prop She ain't high cause she forgot She's the flock of being hot So much sauce I think I knocked I wish I could escape the visions But this woman has me landlocked I'm engaged in a very enabling behavior I have to save the pain and store it away for later It's shut up in box in the back with my thoughts And a hole for tapping anger Yeah This puts you in a lot of danger stranger Making the best of these haters Those nosy paraders Those unoriginally shapelessly Constantly masturbating Like saving a place for Grace and her mate When you know they just complain About the food and the wait Like haven't you heard of this little thing called patience It makes things taste better After a period of latence Don't bother explaining Just Start cooperating Resolve this dispute where you're clearly refraining It's captivating The raining of self-made refrains What people understand as they spit out their brains Despite the truth in front of their face It's really quite entertaining