hey what s that well those are apple rings this is pancake batter and that s sausage hey that might be pretty good pretty good wait til you try it there s a batch already don t compare me to my parents my choices are my own cooked em up in my cauldron that s where all my money s blown and the potion made me do it god damn what was in it your rapper boyfriend s tongue and a carton of popeye s spinach repped the borough in the baltics i tried to be the nicest leave me stuck in between with an identity crisis and i might just bite dust dick around and try to write up a dollar for a date just to compliment my type but you throw out that slut word that s so old news you boys are easier to use than my velcro shoes so who s coming to chill with me and caterpillar later mix something with the shisha to attract you gaters you tater tots on my block don t throw like i thought talking bout your third eye like these rap robots and sorry i m done i m cocking my gun showing off and throwing shade cause its fun so listen my son hold your tits when you run try to keep up and don t cry when it s done i m sweet maple syrup on the beat force feed you sass pancakes every day of the week pancake pancake pancake pancake pancake pancake pancake pancake pancake pancake pancake pancake2