Teratoma

Display them six figures on N26

Hop on stage, thousands fans that's pretty big

Touring all year long got me pretty sick

Tag along people want to join the click

Teratoma, money turning heads

On the phone, long friends who turn to feds

Teratoma, shorty wanna break bread

Teratoma, Te-te-te-Teratoma

How to explain this?

Feel reclused in my own body

Feeling trapped by my old ideas

They spew out shit on my new I.Ps

The VIP credentials got me feeling so special

Though we share the same blood

We wear different kind of metals

Media coverage made me look so mediocre

The cleverest thing I found to say is "Callate la boca"

I feel dumb, my solution is fill my glass with rum

Instead of hearing good advices of my 60 year old mum

Praying god for good fortune to open doors of forbes

I see ghosts, real friends, end up turning into orbs

Old demons no diagnosis, golding up like Dionysus

King Midas, a black dwarf

Star is born to be silenced but hey...

Display them 6 figures on N26

Hop on stage, thousands fans that's pretty big

Touring all year long got me pretty sick

Tag along people wanna join the click

Teratoma, money turning heads

On the phone, long friends who turn to feds

Teratoma, shorty wanna Break bread

Teratoma, Te-te-te-Teratoma

All this hard work

Creation for consolation

Constant search for validation

Fulfilling empty ambition

Hear the calculation operating in my system

Corrupted corrupted

Who to blame? Who to, who to, who to blame?

Brainwashed, multi faced, I don't even know my name

They more scared to die than to stop living

I prefer to die than to stop dreaming

That's the vibe I believe in!

Full of resentment, thought I was cool, thought I was tight

Needed more groupies, needed more light

Needed more selfies, signing more boobies

Happy like droopy, bitch you know what?

Soul so sick and tired

Anatomy being tied to invisible burden

Paradise tantalized

The fuck hides behind the curtains?

Nothing.

The stakes of our life seem so sisyphean

Soon consigned to oblivion

In the meantime make million streams and views

Swamped with flows of artificial content

3.0 Human centipede being played

More than J. Cole instrumental

Stuck, caught up in the numbers

Popping some member berries

Reminiscing my childhood

Song on repeat to fall asleep

I wish I could reboot the system

Take out the bad, keeping the good

Still wanna secure the bag

Don't get me misunderstood though...

Cause I need recognition and fame

I need to be glorious in all the aspects of my life

I cannot survive without it

Live life to the fullest they say

I need everything extravagant

Even though it means my existence needs to be shortened

And that I get so lonely in my glory

Wassup, can I get a free shot? Lady, lady!

This ain't free, you want shots you pay it

Now don't waste my time you fool

Come on, you don't recognize me?

Damn look, it's Lowdy Williams, he drunk as fuck

Insulting the waitresses

Fuck, shit, even the waitresses left me out...

Why... Why y'all looking at me all of sudden??!

Wait, y'all never been drunk before ? Fuck

Yeah it's Lowdy Williams, yeah yeah, oh man

You don't recognize me? It's Lowdy Williams

Oh man he's wasted, shit!

Stop laughing at me man! I'm Lowdy Williams!

Thought you'd bewitch the world with your music

The only thing you did, is put a spell on your name