Stew Stim - Black Spiders lyrics

I had a dream Black Spiders were all around me I'm a slave to my own creativity Is he crazy? Probably He's gotta be I don't know just sip some tea By the way definitely Seeing shadows in the night Without any sight When I look I see pure hatred Because I can't see past my own eyes I wanna k** myself like I'm working at Supply Guyz Day dreamin at your day job I'm looking for my plane with a key fob I never know where I park that thing I'm knockin at your door like *ding noise* Feelin furious I just kidnapped a girl named Franzia I put her in a box and forgot about her Now she's wining These haters try to be firefighting You look like a young Jeffrey Dahmer What can I say I'm your knight and shining armor I'm not living but I'm alive Yo Mama! Ha! Self-high-five My iPhone and I are Like 2 peas in an iPpod The future is scary 0 to 60 L+1=4 Are you sure? Those are some realistic statistics This is for real s**ing on a cyanide pill Accidentally starting art This is a rap battle like I'm playing Mario Cart *Welcome to Mario Cart* I eat instant grits Everyone hates me like Chris Hooray! Who Ray, by the way? I'm a dumb nerd (You're a turd) A gun in one hand and a peace sign in the other You should be scared like *mother from loony tunes* I feel dirty washing my hands How can he have fans Out of options Just waitin' for Satan That's ironic, demonic Sound so sonic *different weird voice changer here* Hooked on phonics Whatever dude I'm a never nude I'm an American Psycho I'm makin the people think like Byko I really don't belong Now I'm dancing to the Rugrats theme song I'm hiding right in front of ya Like a ninja in neon I don't know what you think you thought, but you don't know anything Warning: there are mailboxes at large, they are armed and dangerous if you see one smash it with a baseball bat Sit up and get a six pack It seems Childish, but I'm not a gangster This is impractical, I'm not a jokester Comatose toast Uh um I guess that's apropos Inside of a gla** bulletproof box tryna shoot my way out With a bullet proof vest on to keep the keekeebelers way out Did I hang myself? Frayed knot A little link in my noose was loose This feels very numinous I guess this is new to us Now that will be 99 cents And go tell your friend Thank you come again Black Spiders!