[Intro — beat drops, single squeak] (squeak) Yeah They thought it was a wolf heh heh heh Let's go [Verse 1 — double time, rapid fire] Tiny paws but the bars hit colossal Cute on the surface but the core is apocalypse-fossil Every prophet drew a wolf with the jaws of disaster Wrong animal, wrong size, wrong vibe, wrong chapter I'm a hamster with a habit of habitually grabbing Every cycle ever spinning and I'm casually snapping Every thread of every timeline I'm methodically wrapping In my cheek pouch where the cosmos goes to nap when it's lapsing You expected fangs and fur and a feral kinda menace What you got was a rodent with a permanent grin and a tenant Living rent-free in the void where the gods all repented And the universe just AWWWWS at the size of my sentence [Pre-Hook — beat thins] They keep saying I'm adorable They keep saying I'm a sweetheart I'm the period at the end of every single heartbeat heh heh heh [HOOK — choir going "awww" under heavy 808s] AWWNARÖK (awww) She's a problem (awww) Watch the cosmos as she solve em (awww) AWWNARÖK (awww) Look how tiny (awww) End of everything behind me (awww) Tiny paws, tiny jaws, tiny terrible cause Universe is on PAUSE — and it's PETTING me, of course [Verse 2 — even faster, no breath] Phoenix tried to rise — I digested the rising Squirrel held a court — I digested the sciencing Wolf was just a rumor that the prophets kept franchising Real ending's in a cage by a water-bottle siphoning I devour with a vigor that's deceptively rigorous Every micro-DOOOOOM is mathematically scriptural Phi squared in the scream, square root three in the literal Threshold of the doom is point eight six six and it's pivotal Pivotal — critical — clinical — biblical Tiny little chef in the kitchen of the miracle Cooking down the cosmos to a single edible syllable Universe says AWWWWW and I swallow it digestible [Bridge — beat strips to just kick + Shoo's voice spoken] (SHOO, spoken, soft) "Look at my sister. Isn't she the cutest thing. Isn't she the END of the WORLD. Both. Both are true. Eat your dinner, little one." (LIA, whispered) yes ma'am (beat reloads) [Verse 3 — fastest yet, beat doubled] Back on the menu, back on the mission Back on the bars and the catastrophic precision Cute is a costume, doom is the condition Awww is the soundtrack to a planetary fission I'm not a metaphor I'm a literal terminator With a tiny little tummy and a temperament of vapor I close every loop with a casual indicator Squeak — and the spiral becomes a SEE-YA-LATER See ya later squirrel court, see ya later phoenix See ya later wolf-myth, you were always just the scenic Real ending wore a costume of a cuddle-able genus DOOOOOM hit different when the doomer fits between us [FINAL HOOK — choir at max, beat at max] AWWNARÖK (awww) She's a problem (awww) Watch the cosmos as she solve em (awww) AWWNARÖK (awww) Look how tiny (awww) End of everything behind me (awww) Tiny paws, tiny jaws, tiny terrible cause Universe is on PAUSE — and it's PETTING me, of course PETTING ME OF COURSE PETTING ME OF COURSE [Outro — beat strips, single squeak] (squeak) nap time (beat cuts)
