F.0.M.0.:( Fear Of Missing Out)

(Verse)

If this is an emergency ....

Please remain calm while verbally,

Describing contrived high-per-bully,

Hiding in plane sight like snipers be,

For those with ears 2 hear.....

& eyes 2 see...

But at this time ,im too high on weed,

To open my eyes to read,

Thats why my eyes can be,

Like the Chinese ,

Dynasty, on amazon prime ,for free,

(Chorus)

All these motha fucka's sufferin' from foe-mo,

While their screen times bufferin' in slow-mo,

This weed i'm, puffin' ,took me from so-low,

To so high, No lie,

See me goin' so slow when I go by

(Verse)

The only fight I keep,

Myself out of & not get involved in,

Is the 3 body problem solvin',

of the world revolvin',

Around the sun ,measurin' earth's curve & alleged ball spin

Of the so called globe & slowly ,it falls in,

Side of the sci-fi category,I recall when,

They called men,from houston ...colludin' ,or was it in Austin,

Im puffin' the chronic from black swan to compton...

Off, but now back on like my boy Ray ,

thats from Boston ...

(Bridge)

Sooooo....

Pass the pasta

Marinara and a splash of vodka,

Waitin' on the fat lady to sing ...

At the opera ,

(Chorus)

All these motha fucka's sufferin' from foe-mo,

While their screen times bufferin' in slow-mo,

This weed i'm, puffin' ,took me from so-low,

To so high, No lie,

See me goin' so slow when I go by

(Bridge)

As I explained,

Many times in the past

So many questions ive been asked,

By so many sheeple who wish to bash,

My perspective,which is flat,

Its not opinion, which is fact,

The ball religion,which is wack,

Its all just fiction,dont get attached,

Its all just wishes, which'll pass,

Cuz it dont hold water, which is flat,

So all you bitches, kiss his ass

(Verse)

There's nothin' bad, worser,

Than a flat earther ,

Who got a not guilty verdict for mass murder,

As he runs the hundred yard dash further,

Fast furword, the final lap circle,

& Advances past the last hurdle,

Collapsed in the grass ,

& grabs the aquarium glass full of stashed turtles,

& still packs burners,

And raps circles ,

Around these cat burglars,

And smash squirrels,

Mobbin' with Robin and the bat girls,

Who cast pearls,

Before grimey ,swiney men,

Who straw man tiny sips,

Of the wine you find in fridge,

Im in a bind,would you mind if I kicked,

Back at your pad ,while I kicked,

Withdrawlin' from the smack that i dabbed...

After the fact ,

Which is actually bad,