wake up in the morning feeling like pdiddys head grab my ugly yellow sunglasses i’m out the nonrealistic red door i’m gonna hit this tiny gray buildings before i leave brush with toothpaste on it my abnormally white smile with a bottle of some unidentified alchohol cause when i leave for the moon i ain’t coming back i’m lip pedicure on our feet feet trying on all our shirts shirts the male gender blowing up our phones laptops drop-topping playing our favorite cdcases with cds pulling up to the festive hats trying to get a little bit scientist..?

i’m stupid.