OATMEAL - London O'Connor

This crusty ass nigga on the couch again

He don’t do nothing but watch the TV

Lookin' like Oscar the Grouch again

But I’m scared that in him I can see

Me if I don’t go out and live out my dreams

Fear use confusion, London use hyperbeam

This nigga ate my Quaker oats

And looked up from his TV show to ask me how my music thing

My uncle, sits on the couch and don’t do much

We have to turn things around, enough’s enough

I wanna make it out this town, for the rest of our lives go slow motion

I wanna make it out this town, for the rest of our lives go slow motion

I hate that I live with my parents but…

…I'm fuckin' losin' it

All my friends are used to it, I am not amused and shit

Runnin' on some nudist shit, see if people notice it

Wildin' in this parkin' lot, show up on the news at 6

Steppin' from the staters, I got my soda

Somebody wanna force it, I got the yoda

Hear the vultures gettin' hungry, I hear 'em comin'

If they wanna come and get me, I’ll give 'em somethin'

Play the synth

I wanna make it out this town, for the rest of our lives go slow motion

I wanna make it out this town, for the rest of our lives go slow motion