Rubber Room Lyrics

HUH

BEEN IN THIS RUBBER ROOM FOR HOW LONG

See that skin on yo body, it's time to peel it

And it will not count until you fuckin' feel it (yeah)

My hearts gonna blow out my chest

I'm building a base out of flesh

If you're the lamb, hold out your crest

Say HAAYY, HOOO

I made an album that seemed kinda gay

I've been stuck in rubber room for all of my days

Retro Bomb, Blow Me High

I Wanna Taste The Air, I Wanna Touch The Sky

Let Me Out, I'm Tired Of This

I'll Break Out On Purpose To Get All Of Ya'll Pissed

Retro Bomb, Blow Me High

I Wanna Taste The Air, I Wanna Touch The Sky

Maybe I can

Maybe my life could be better than him

I don't have to look the best I just have to be who I am

I ain't gotta be a 6'0 knockoff of hot

If I had a country it'd be full of my cuts

Room full of water and I'm filling the top (The top nigga, the top)

In first class but I feel like coach.

My sanity is decreasing

Who cares enough to come check on me