1986 - Kung Fu Vampire

I walked in the party with my hair standing straight up

Everybody knows Kung Fu is on the way up

Fanny pack, neon throwbacks‚ I don’t give a fuck

kinda sucks‚ bitch shut up

I’m flamboyant‚ my flair is, fuck a crown, I’m in a Delorean bitch neon shirt

cowabunga 1986

If I’m really vibing out I’m wavy‚ I’m two dealer in gravy, they say I’m

radical my lymphatic system is in a panic chasing set on Xanax so I don’t

erotic

My inner violence is so hypnotic, symbolism be gothic‚ in a bitch for the

profit, infinite itch for the ocular

Show up to the scene like I’m Elon Musk, eon flux capacitor but we on trust

Beyond dust, they still call me futuristic, not a one-hit wonder I illuminate

I’m clairvoyant, I time travel, playing truth or dare with the devil and my

shadow

called me from his car phone and said he’s looking in my window I’m all alone

feeling like somebody’s watching me

Playing Super Nintendo doing the Wop

Sliding on the floor in my striped knee-high socks, saw Risky Business, Robocop,

Goonies Never Die, jumping off that RC Cola pop

But they say I’m excellent, I feel a tad bodacious, intelligent, I’m the shit,

I’m the excrement, I’m always chased by the Last Dragon, Z. Cavaricci,

my pants are never sagging, if you hit my pager code, shit… I’m hella

bragging