Cult

[Verse 1] Guyana, Guyana, organic banana Pull up on your shores like the spanish armada A god is among us your smell on my jumper That pussy is sweet, bitch can I touch it Like bitch can I touch it, sorry for swears Apples and pears, everybody is fed I change up so much just because you request I’m sorry I’m faulty and not what I said I would be, I stay north of the river With all of the scenesters docs got ’em fitted Seems like yesterday you would call up and visit And I was excited you more than delivered We made it a mess, how else could it happen I’m always tied up with my selfish shit rapping I’m always tied up I don’t tell you with passion I feel you, I feel you, I feel you [Chorus] x3 You should start a cult I would join it [Verse 2] Now look at all that you made Before I started calling you names You didn’t make me wait too long Didn’t make me wait too long, maybe like 1 or 2 days Now I been walking through flames like chaka khan Know a small part of me really wanna fuck it up Feels like Christmas, feels like ramadan Hanukkah i know everything is gonna come at once You’re quick to tell me who’s fake, who’s real 2 years i’ve known you - and it’s you still Everything i build and you send me blue steel To my phone when I’m far from home you’re the new zeal Shout out auckland, when I’m alone you’re my stockton Jerry sloan to my ferris wheel when its rocking At the show used to drink goon on the lawn With the moon and the stars may I say that I feel you I feel you [Chorus] x3 You should start a cult I would join it [Verse 3] There ain't nothing to worry about With me around Even though I be running around Feeling down Feeling bad feeling sorry for myself I’ll figure it out I’m saying you’re my main ingredient baby I’m in the house And I know that you been around and trying You deserve something like a thousand diamonds You deserve better than me out here lying Make me breathe shallow like mountain climbing No talkin bout the future fuck that Make me wanna be alone, be alone