P.P.P Lyrics

(Ahem)

Mother-Fucker C'mon!

Paranoid Parasocial Pacifist

Hands are very quick, but sightly scarred

When you pass a fist

Talk about a cop (Wasn't me!)

Who was in hot pursuit?

Who was really paranoid their actions

Might have got them sued? (Jumper!)

Curly-Q, boy you ain't nothin'

But a stray hare

Down B-Rabbit's hole

I ain't scared if you gon' take it there

That's a better place, safer space

To lay some holy hands

Hop up in my kart

We're on adventures to the holy land

Let's play some DND

Charisma check, they kind of shy when they encounter me

I shine an extra light around so everyone can see

Talent before them has a worth to make them bend a knee

So take a knee brother-in-Christ

Don't be shy, I'll take a knee with you

Because I'm a tree, you're a tree

Chilling smoking forestry