OATMEAL (Explicit) - London O'Connor

Written by：London O'Connor

This crusty a** ni**a on the couch again

He don't do nothing but watch the TV

Lookin' like Oscar the Grouch again

But I'm scared that in him I can see

Me if I don't go out and live out my dreams

Fear use confusion London use hyperbeam

This ni**a ate my Quaker oats

And looked up from his TV show to ask me how my music thing

My uncle sits on the couch and don't do much

We have to turn things around enough's enough

I wanna make it out this town

For the rest of our lives go slow motion

I wanna make it out this town

For the rest of our lives go slow motion

I hate that I live with my parents but

I'm f**kin' losin' it

All my friends are used to it I am not amused and sh*t

Runnin' on some nudist sh*t see if people notice it

Wildin' in this parkin' lot show up on the news at 6

Steppin' from the staters I got my soda

Somebody wanna force it I got the yoda

Hear the vultures gettin' hungry I hear 'em comin'

If they wanna come and get me I'll give 'em somethin'

Play the synth

I wanna make it out this town

For the rest of our lives go slow motion

I wanna make it out this town

For the rest of our lives go slow motion