Microplastic making me feel spastic, clip into my cells Hypertrap is blasting out the speaker, tripping into hell We are stuck in traffic hyperchondriac, do you feel well? Microplastic making me feel spastic, 'pastic, pa-pa, pa-pa-pa Me and all my niggas getting bigger than every enemy There ain't nothing but the heavens ahead of me Everyone dead to me, I'm reinventing me I'm off-ending me, uh Run it back like I'm a dyke and I got me a strap So you can bite when you are sucking that I don't wanna photo of that, I got a memory, uh Everybody up each other's ass, human centipede Better be, better be, better be, centipede I am a millipede I'm in the Philippines, I am a killer bee Not what I feel to be, but what I gotta be Bought a lot, I gotta pee I bottle of this outta me I want a lobotomy, everybody crowding me I do not try to be, anything out of me All of 'em doubted me, I see a crowd of me When I'm performing, when I'm touring I'm in a foreign land, hug an adoring fan I want to start a band, I wanna go away I wanna fix the shit, I wanna pixie stick I have a rodent brain, shit is a quarter pain, a quarter love I sorta think that half is none of the above That most of life is undiscovered Ugh, parabens and estrogen Can't make no testosterone Every day a lesser man Ugh, cancer infertility Unexpected mutation Is the holy trinity Microplastic