Pop 1 - Tomahawk

Something’s wrong today

I cross the barricade

The police lines evaporate

What will I do with all this empty space

Seas part for my parade

Traffic stops to give me right of way

How will I fill all this empty space?

Just hold my breath and dive in

This beat could win me a grammy!

The hole is so big and the gap is so wide

Now you’re humpin' me

With hip-hop beats every night

Put a cloud up over all I’ve done

And now I’m coming back

Hit the ball before they’re gonna forget

No matter who I am

And see how low I can go

In the hole all alone

I want a sympathy vote

I’ll take a promenade

I’ll take the scenic route

And I can’t put a band aid over the?

in me

No matter who I am, I fucking am, just can’t

Because I’m over remembering her

And her romeo

I wish I didn’t know

Voices commemorate

Like wind in dried grass

What will I do with all this broken glass

Seven years of good luck

This beat could win me a Grammy