Balelo Blues

Life savings in a snazzy satchel Self control is a tricky rascal Paint my exhales in aged pastel Smudged together they don't match well A small observation if similar to me There is the person you want to be And then in stark contrast there is you Others notice the other guy is cooler too These are phlegmy thoughts too bendy throat raps Ain't no castle with a moat raps Eat trash just like a goat raps Throw myself in to see if I float raps I feel like Mark Balelo And everyone else is Barry Weiss I feel like Mark Balelo And everyone is not being very nice I feel like Mark Balelo Circumstance serving beans and rice I feel like Mark Balelo And everyone else is Barry Weiss There's an overwhelming lurch and sadness Both at and away from the drawing board Fix it in post like that one South Park Where Randy is revealed to be Lorde Swore I would mention the rough condition Of the roads around my city and state Perhaps if I had a drivers license My opinion would actually hold more weight Faint of heart and severely shallow of depth I held my pride loosely like a rock Spent years smoothing and polishing Just to bury it where nobody walks My snazzy murse is feeling consequentially light Intuition is aflame but not quite right Take grace in the fact that I'm not that bright Then take my place as a flightless kite I feel like Mark Balelo And everyone else is Barry Weiss I feel like Mark Balelo And everyone is not being very nice I feel like Mark Balelo Circumstance serving beans and rice I feel like Mark Balelo And everyone else is Barry Weiss