With my hair standin straight up,
Everyone knows Kung Fu is on the way up,
Fanny pack neon throwback i don't give a fuck,
Knee high socks 1986 bitch shit up
With my hair standin straight up,
Everyone knows Kung Fu is on the way up,
Fanny pack neon throwback i don't give a fuck,
I’m flamboyant my flair rick,
Neon shirt cowabunga 1986,
If I’m really vibing out I’m wavvy,
In a panic chasin zen on a zanax,
It’s so auto erotic, my inner violence
Is so hypnotic, symbolism be gothic
In a pinch for the profit,
Infinite inch for the ocular
Show up to the scene like I’m Elon musk,
Eon flux capacitor, what we on trust,
Be-yond dust, they’ll still call me futuristic,
Not a one hit wonder, I illuminate, shiittttt
Im clairvoyant i see the future i time travel,
Playin truth or dare with the devil and my shadow
Max hedrum called me on his car phone,
And Said he’s lookin in my window,
I’m all alone but feel like somebody’s always watching me,
Sliding on the floor in my striped knee high socks
Jolted off that RC colo pop but why
They say im... excellent im bill and ted bodacious intelligent,
Im the shit i am the excrement I’m always chased by the last dragon,
Z cavaricci, My pants are never saggin’
If you hit my pager code shit now I’m hella braggin