Young Bung

[Verse 1: Big Sus Boi (Shampoo Papi)] I get, get mine in cycles and separate the plastic cause I like to recycle: At seventeen I was With older girls still in high school Then we broke up ~*~*~Haiku~*~*~ Awaiting the day I get to say "I do" Kinda corny, but it's honest -- Drought 3, Wayne's remix of "Promise" Unsweetened and some loud pack, good snacks, cat sleeping on my nutsack I kiss a dog on the mouth, bruh In the house, I ain't ever comin' out, bruh Got some food in the fridge, boy Watching movies with my bitch, boy Sus Boyz, this is it, boy We don't care if you kiss boys [Verse 2: Sus Boy 3000 (pizza boy.)] While I have to kiss myself like James Brown, no cape found The grey clown The hostage that should’ve stayed down Looking through old photographs like "... I miss you..." Tried to go balls to the wall, but I miscued… so now I just bawl in the stall with the tissue crumpled on the floor soaked in the piss dudes missed the bowl with Gon’ start a business sellin’ soul splints and old Yu-Gi-Oh! tips told to me by uncles I used to bowl with Now we’re all old, kicking dirt Living hurt Dying easy It’s fine to be me, but I wish I was a better me I was 5’6” the last time I measured me I always sweat the small stuff Wrote this real quick so I don’t get the ball stuck making an ink pool on this digital page Saying “tbh” is the digital rage But I don’t follow And why are you not always honest? I guess the same reason as me: Too many reasons to do, and not reasons to be