Cold Omelette

(album: B-Sides & Rarities Vol.4 [2006-2016] - 2016)

Yeah
Guess who's back
I'm eating cold omelette and last night's ramen with some vomit
It's R-A-V

Eating a cold omelette and last night's ramen with some vomit
On the clothes that I'm rocking but stay positive like a positron
My body form a Ramadan phenomenon
[?] octagon, mind's state, soccer mom badonkadonk
I'm a mean ass dude with an EP past due
Taking less drugs now so I won't seem as cool
But still me, that's true
Reason is my cheap, stale, feeble rappers weak still
And their claims are untrue
I'm coming at you like a sneeze, a bunch of capsules at my feet
I'm finna blow it big one day, 'cause I'm batshit mixed with heat
If you actually believe that I won't amount to feces
Then I'm glad that you can see yourself in me, that's so sweet, uh

Yo, it's the Tylenol-tolerant tyrant
Vicodin Viking
Wild king playing the violin at a violent asylum
Viral illness, demon covered in marijuana incense
I promise that even you morphine fiends are 'bout to feel this
Pain-stricken pilgrim into milking all my sorrows
But even through self-loathing I'm still thinking 'bout tomorrow ('bout tomorrow)
Everything is tits vertical
I need to chill, close my eyes at the recreation terminal
'Cause tomorrow, it'll be okay
Tomorrow, it'll be okay
Tomorrow, it'll be okay
Tomorrow, it'll be okay
Tomorrow, it'll be okay
Tomorrow, it'll be okay
'Cause tomorrow, it'll be okay
Tomorrow, it'll be okay
Tomorrow, it'll be okay
Tomorrow, it'll be okay
'Cause tomorrow, it'll be okay
Tomorrow, it'll be okay
Tomorrow, it'll be okay
Tomorrow, it'll be okay
Yeah, tomorrow, it'll be okay (R-av)
(2013)
(That doesn't sound that cool)
(Two thousand and thirteen)
(Nah, it's a wack fucking year)