Quiet Time Video (MV)

Duncecap, the outcast of his own clique
Suck the poison out my ass and sit on a cactus
Love the craft but really f*ck rapping
I keep coming back, think I don't need practice
Sat down, shit, wipe like a savage
Use sticks and stones, paint, brown tallies after
Use how many years've i've bin trapped as a classless
Skinny thick body with the mental of a cabbage
Biotin pill, work your magic
Pimple pop porn, and an alchohol pad strip
Thats it! The tracks average
Fly half mast, hey thanks for the stab at
Smashing Pumpkins, flipped Galapagos backwards
Where I'm at not scared of lawsuit actions
I told my mirror "you really are a bastard"
It told me right back that "actually you're a coward"
I tend to sip liquor, never skip dinner
I think my dick's bigger, maybe we will smash
After all, she loves me and my balls
All animals, and then anything tragic
Thats it, Tis' What Tis' and a matchstick
Half spliff pre-roll, Gruff make magic
Trip kick kegs: Dunce say sad shit
Samurai after shows, always damn damaged
Karma kids sandwich , deli w the Sanskrit
Didn't have a chance to pop a wheelie cuz I fail quick
Catchy pop songs follow me like a trail that's
All sun and shade 'til the nimbus with the hail hits
Scared of the passion dad took me sailing
No solid ground , grab on the railing
Choppy waters , a piece of the action
God must love me cause the thunder stay clapping
Post punchline, meditate by fappin'
Feel that shit, butt play accidents
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