[Verse 1: Danny Styles]
I'd say that Whitney Houston kinda fine if she wasn't dead
That's my problem, I'm attracted to what I can't get
Say I love white boys and I love white dick
Scream and shout it, I'm a faggot, I got no regrets
I been loving, but ain't got nobody to love
Been having an itch I gotta scratch, I kill it with molly and blow
I hope that my picture worth 85k someday
I hope that my picture end up on the walls of the MoMA
Been fighting back and forth with the shit inside of my brain
My head been telling me it's over
But it's never time to go until I say it's time
I ain't done rhyming and trying to clear my mind out
Like TLC hoarder, disorderly conduct on the border between mentally insane, mentally deranged, mentally unchained
Django, Django, Django, Django
Get outside, switch it up, boy I will, this is getting stagnant
Living life, give no fucks like I've been stuck in the middle of a beauty pageant
Down the aisle, here I go, hut hut, one two, turn around
It's always the same thing
Lather it, rinse, and repeat the thing
Yeah I'm running, running, running like a stream of water down your wrists
And into the engine of your auto, like Max
Keep it in my pocket
Life for me ain't shit, you can't stop the boy
[Verse 2: Kiev]
I'm a piece of shit, I admit
I don't get why I just get the urge to steal and lie and shit
I'm crying, sitting by the fire, dying
I'm alive, but I feel like I'm hanging by the fucking wire
I'd retire if I ever get these demons out my chest and shit
Reckon this, put it in the open like a naked bitch
And that's my vice, and that's my life
I'm knowing I'm not living right
It's not that I don't listen, I just don't wanna hear your advice
[Verse 3: JOHO]
I love this music shit, but I can't keep on doing it
I'll say what's on my mind one day, and y'all start misconstruing it
Next thing you know, we have a show, you come out and start booing it
But leave behind potential grind, yeah that could be intuitive
Maybe one day, Echo Park will run the fucking universe
It won't come by surprise because I planned it, it was too rehearsed
Maybe hate's inevitable, it's just about who do it first
I tell myself, "You in the way
They could be great, but you the curse"
In the event that all of my time has been spent
Writing songs about regret and bitches that made me upset
I must say I owe a debt to the boys that rep the set
'Cause they deal with all the shit that, time and time again, I get
I probably won't ever really say what's on my mind again
I probably won't ever motherfucking find a friend
This group will maybe be the greatest if I don't prevent the greatness that lies within
Y'all have a cancer, I am him
[Verse 4: WVIMEV]
I try so fucking hard every time I get a verse
I scream so fucking loud that my vocals start to hurt
I could look at you and think, "Huh, I could be worse"
But I use that energy to push me up and free converse
You'd be lying if you said that you weren't a player
You'd be lying if you said you didn't love WVIMEV
You'd be lying if you said the skies were grey today
You'd be lying if you said I wouldn't take your bae
In writing, I overreact like Tyler Blevins
When recording, I only crank that shit up to a 7
But live, I'm sure that you'll feel like you're in heaven
'Cause performing, I crank that shit up to an 11
Mind games, that's all that I play, yeah
Word games, that's all that I say, yeah
Structured motions get me through the day
But chaos in my head is what makes me stay, yeah
[Verse 5: Quad-L]
I seen a lot of dudes throw their opportunities away before they even had 'em
I mean even right when they had 'em, shit was in their clutches but they wouldn't grab it
Rather throw it all away like they didn't want it
I mean, did they not want it?
I'm here for every opportunity, but more importantly, the artistry
The second they get exposure, they start deleting all their history
Like all the shit they did, now it's history
They didn't wanna be a part of it, they part with it
Bruh, we building up alliances
If I start it, imma finish it
Committed to a cause and imma stick with it
It's fickle minds densely supplied with the anomaly
The rest is lies, I feel alive, energized
Echo Park keeping y'all supplied
You gotta find it inside
Fuck being voluntarily paralyzed
For your own sake, don't let the wool cover your eyes
