[VERSE 1] Clock in, gloves on, already bracing for the lineup— Every fold, every roll, every forest tryin’ to rise up. Tufts so long n’ thick like the vines of jungle lore, An ecosystem thriving where light don’t explore. I’m an esthetician but they push me toward sedition, Lay them out before I start this damn expedition. They twitchin’ like I’m defusing bombs in their creases— If you’d showered first? Christ, it would’ve spared me Jesus. [drop] [CHORUS, trap] I get that pairahkneeum per diem… (per diem…) — — pairahkneeum per diem… (per diem…) — — [into a low grumbly robotic pause] I get that pairahkneeum per diem… (per diem…) [VERSE 2] Some days their backside’s hiding full-on surprises, Wipes right there n' still nobody compromises. Hair spirals, lint storms, smelly swamp ass paste, Tryna tame that matted patch with such haste. Got me choked and wondering why it’s so damp, Between crack n’ snatch clearing out their nasty camp. Sweat pooling up like it's prepping for battle, Cheeks clappin’ panic like I’m brandishing a paddle. [drop] [CHORUS, trap] I get that pairahkneeum per diem… (per diem…) — — pairahkneeum per diem… (per diem…) — — [into a low grumbly robotic pause] I get that pairahkneeum per diem… (per diem…) [VERSE 3] People talk burnout—man, I’m roasted n' smoked, Waxing Bermewda Triangles on the daily ain’t a joke. I’ve smelled odors that could buckle raw steel, Textures I swear no human should feel. They come in tough talkin’ ‘bout pain ain’t a thing, Wax nears the rim n’ they howl from the sting. I’m not their therapist—don’t spill when I spread, I’m just trying not to gag through the doom n’ my dread. [drop] [CHORUS, trap] I get that pairahkneeum per diem… (per diem…) — — pairahkneeum per diem… (per diem…) — — [into a low grumbly robotic pause] I get that pairahkneeum per diem… (per diem…) [OUTRO, trap instrumental] (pairahkneeum per diem…)
