Where the Werewolves Roam

Verse 1: Goes out to, old friends and exes I’ve made amends with Whose birthday presents included the Lexus and Benzes Constantly pretending, impressions of what is trending And he sees all of this through some Louis V lenses Hits the club to get some, seventeen, is that too soon? Trouble to see those double D’s, that’s a young dudes doom And through moves the cello strums, his good mood swoons He’s high as the yellow sun, sipping bottles of Blue Moon Then models come through alcoholic monsoons Shoving brew through skinny stomachs cause they've barely got room And the clock reads noon, cops watch along Amsterdam Some twenty’s in his hand about to cop his medicine His old man is calling but he’s back with his friends again Familiar faces faded laughing at pedestrians Jewish friend named Benjamin who inherited Benjamins Disease has infected him cause this ill life is testing him Hook: We’re out here rolling through city of Gatsby Where addictions cling and the women try to catch me Where to look, don’t know where to go Well girl I can show you where the werewolves roam The only thing I know uh Is where they roam And girl you ought to know It’s because I am one of them Verse 2: Truth be told I haven’t felt happy in awhile Skin so cold, even my ass couldn’t crack a smile Lack the guile to grow up and have an impact Still daddy’s child trying to keep my glass intact Habitats trapped in this cabbage patch mess Burn through all that green leaves a drastic mass debt So I’m burning all this green to backtrack pass that Spaz attack from the dark bragging rat maniac He does it for fun but in his heart he matches brainiacs Say he’s whack, but you know he always shows what honest is You’ll need a whole boat to flow down his stream of consciousness Religions not a must opposite of Dali Lamas pits Rocker he is off of it song’s on get on with Sweaty palms but you know the bong leaves him calm with it Fire to a narcissist, rich kid arsonist Vandalize your mansion with graffiti and some artsy shit Fucking up of late some say I have a tardy dick Hardly fit for city spots, Darby pit you’ll see me not Starving kid from Africa, never sink I tap it love I had to fuck, l Brad Pitt’s stomach bug, I’m acting up Bags packed I’ll backpack it yeah I’ve traveled tough Suck it up, keep my muscle’s buff, anger leaves my knuckles cut Troubled fuck, don’t call me that, no basis like a treble cleff Heaven sent but light my cigarettes with the devil’s breath Ok it’s teatime don’t leave before the kettle’s set Better yet, bring a checkers set cause he’s black and red Dark bloddy like Miami heat colors represent You’ve left him with a rebel’s debt, it’s right to just let him rest At sleepy hollow you don’t have the head to reach his level yet Don’t mean to be mean but guillotines leave a messy death Hook: We’re out here rolling through city of Gatsby Where addictions cling and the women try to catch me Where to look, don’t know where to go Well girl I can show you where the werewolves roam The only thing I know uh Is where they roam And girl you ought to know It’s because I am one of them