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Come to LA where the smog stinks
And people's veins pump lattes and soft drinks
I'm in love with a talking hot air balloon
She gets dropped at the hair saloon

She has the biggest breasts and the smallest ad space
And there's a nigga fest, we're all in blackface
And that's why I have been car jacked by a Korean volleyball team
For my star maps with my body all green

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To the patrons who cross my mind my body's green grass
And my eyes and mouth are gaping wounds
And they want to clean my gash
Cause I'm being extreme and rash while chasing the moon

So to nullify the thinker's wisdom
My body's implanted with a sprinkler system
And if that wasn't a drawback they told me to fill out this job ap
Just in case it rains dogs and cats

When you cross my mind you best look both ways
'Cause my personality's bigger than yours

When you cross my mind you best look both ways
'Cause my personality's bigger than yours

When you cross my mind you're best to look both ways
Walk the streets in an insulated space suit
Innovative breaks and loops
Give the bass their escape routes

If they're not intimidated and break loose
And it stimulates are grapefruits
You see Daddy Kev pulled me from an auto wreckage
Where I badly bled, now I know how awful death is

This is my thoughtful message written in scribble
Only to be transcribed by the last man alive
Who lives in LA and will stress having sex with an insecure dancer
Until he has testicular cancer and dies

But me, I sit on my lawn chair
Waiting for my tax return
Swinging my long hair, riding on a pachyderm
To the nearest thrift store store
Kill me at aisle two, I belong there as ash in an urn

In LA I'm dead, a cold slab that won't pick up on a heat sensor
I'm like your old dad
With false teeth and dentures
Selling biodegradable love to inflatable dolls
This is where the beat drops

And you put your hands in the air
Don't just stand there like three bewildered panda bears
Show some enthusiasm
Hopefully when the show's done I'll leave with a moody madam who has a booty you can't fathom
I'll eat Tambouli with two scoop wash it down with fruit juice
Sorry, some times things cross my mind before I cross theirs
My thoughts are in their crosshairs

When you cross my mind you best look both ways
'Cause my personality's bigger than yours

When you cross my mind you best look both ways
'Cause my personality's bigger than yours

Writer(s): Regan Farquhar, Kevin Moo

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