Boeing Wing (feat. Offsite)

Didn't dissed her it came out as a whisper You misheard listener mistook me for sinister The arsonist persists to try blast us to bits Marking differences quick With quips out a phekhu kid's lips Your party hard jig Let the jugs lip drip The more accessible Lil milk from the nip Nothing solved Just partially squished Grubby goals And shit Hardly commit Shame is what drives me If I had fame It'd remind to get back to hiding One thing I find not comforting Pop stars who tend to air hump when they sing To all my underlings stuck between Everyone's thundering plundering When you're not seen Make screams a routine Then right back to Clumsily cuddling Clinging to each others Numb mumbling I have fun tied to a Boeing wing When the dumb pilots are busy motor boating