Kitchen dry as hell The dry bread is sticking on my toung as well Tell your friend, the reaper To write my name as well Hope Metal in the air A taste of desperation is dripping from my hair My glitter socks are no longer a pair Anyways But the siren's not for me though Is this fire a friend of foe? Is my silenced phone on tip-toe? Insert your name Reverse it out Water your plants Before they come after your clout And drain it out Kitchen dry as hell The food my screen is serving Might as well go to hell What is this I'm feeling Coming to an end? Hope But the siren's Not for me though Is this fire a friend of foe? Is my silenced phone on tip toe? Forgot your name Can't spell it out You didn't make your bed today Though you still hear Your mama shout Insert your name Reverse it out Water your plants Before they come after your clout And drain it out