OPEN MIC Lyrics

All right, all right, all right, all right, hope everyone's having a good time (woo)

Next up on the mic, we got a newcomer in the house, let's show him some love

Now I want you to give a warm welcome to Depresso Espresso (booo)

Ladies and gentlemen, I got a story

And it might be a little long in advance, I'm sorry

I got a few jokes for the ride if you want to stay

And I'll try not to fuck up the vibe for your day (yeah)

You in the front, I was just like you once

Except more handsome, fresher with a new cut

Nothing like your heart walking around with new love

You think you're going to be forever? Are you fucked? (you fucking stupid?)

Told myself I'd let go

Cause I know how to live alone

Promised me everything

Gave me an empty home

Get a fucking grip, bro, you look my age

What you're so loved? You don't think she might change?

That smug fucking smile, bro, you got played

So confident, how about you come up on stage?

You're not special, I took her to open mics like you

Thought I did everything right, just like you

I loved texting goodnight, just like you

And now it's taking me everything not to fight you

Meal, tiki-tiki, dinner, and a show

Me and you, we're a lot alike you don't even know

Me and you gotta stick together if we're gonna grow

And you, darling, if you ever leave him, let me know

Cause you're bad as fuck

What's your name (yo what the fuck)

Never knew I could feel so high

With her standing next to me I don't even know why

But things change, I guess we all gotta move on

Now I'm on that 24-7 lo-fi

Dancing on clouds, I could thank God all night

Come down from the future so bright, we imagined

The fake children orphaned

I mean, do you really want them in your life?

Ladies and gentlemen, now for the best part of the show

I just wanna show you what you're gonna end up like

You're gonna be just like me

You're all gonna be just like me

Told myself I'd let go (you think she won't leave you too?)

Cause I know how to live alone (You think you're special)

Promised me everything

Gave me an empty home

Told myself I'd let go

Cause I don't need an empty hope

All my life I've been fucked up

Now I'm fucked up off her

So, you think I could come back next week, or

Come back next... No, you can't fucking come back next week, dawg

Half my fucking crowd left, man

DPresso Espresso fam?

Yeah, it's like a metaphor

Get the fuck out of my club, man

Get the fuck out of my club

You need to get yourself some bitches

And you need to get yourself some therapy