Uh, yeah Through the bubble wrap, it's bustin' out the bubble jacket Don't fall in love with pack 'cause comin' back become a habit I need somethin' fast, somethin' that'll cut the traffic I know nothin' lasts, prayin' that don't bust the sadness Keepin' something stashed 'cause I peep the love erratic I let it come to pass, let me on my lust for passion Crush another glass, belly gettin' struck with matches What a ugly past, help me stay above the madness Watch my brother's back, the enemy ain't come to stab him I took another slash, lookin' for my mother's casket For it to come to that, fidget when the comfort lackin' I got my mother's laugh, grinnin' through a bunch of bad shit Only want the facts, scary, gon' confront with gas in Need the funds elastic, but never front and act I must've flunked the castin', can never trust the mask The villainy in us is massive, so we fucked the stash Know history enough to tap in, ugh We know enough to tap in So you have a condition to what psychoanalysis call melancholy Which is [?] world in which you are born