Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones

But everyone seems so alone

I don't think that they should feel that way

Bricks and blows may break my nose but

Where I go don't feel like home

I don't think that I will want to stay

I got 40-40s I'm drinking 40-40s

With Jason Voorhees

Where's Rick & Morty

I got home sick-ness

I eat my chips with ridges

I get no dome ridiculous

I give my own self syphilis

Afraid of witches the bitches

Say I'm vicious I show

Them my religions

And then fly away like pigeons

So gifted the pricks say I am

Privileged so I just pray to god

And hope this gift stays on my wish list

Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones

But everyone seems so alone

I don't think that they should feel that way

Bricks and blows may break my nose

But where I go don't feel like home

I don't think that I will want to stay

Miami heat-ness D-Wade

When I aim for threes swish

Bang mallets I'm about to eat dish

Ray Allen countdown to three Tick

The Clutch is Sweetest

MK six JFIX Seat Heaters

Dark Skid Flame Shift Fajitas

It's the Greatest Feat to

Defeat this

I feel like Yeezus

But not acting like Jesus

I'm the hottest one to feature

Because I'm hotter and I'm a genius

So before you throw your

Sticks and stones

I'll call for a lift

And break your bones

Statistical some fists were thrown

Sophistical you mystical

Sadistically some fists were thrown

Some fists of gold you missed the call