art

Sowing up five hundred OPs
Sowing up five thousand seeds
And I'm so sweet
True is the word
And I love the word
And the word was God
Look at me making art
Look at me making it hard
To get close to me

We're on that Kelly Malone shit
We're on that away from home shit
But I won't say
Just need you in my arms
I just need the dog and a home
At least for now

It is hard being God
It is hard making art

Not sure if you're an angel or a devil
All I know is when I'm with you it's next level
Staying up all night and wanting propers
Folks looking at me like "Somebody stop her"
Next day we get to do it again
Spread out on the floor covered in gin
Partying every night, emailing every day
Cashing out PayPal 'cause we just got paid
Ordering Uber Eats with cash from band camp day

We're on that Kelly Malone shit
We're on that never alone shit
Take me to the place where it's like this every day
So the sadness doesn't set in when I drive away

It is hard being God