growing up
had the purple jawn
4 controllers in
a quick appa yawn
dive in like argon-ion
does anyone use the handle
keep the game cube on the mantle
under stars the cords dangle
then
i take off your glasses
i put em in a safe place
you take off my glasses
you chucks them into deep space
we dance wid our bellies out
you asked if we can treat our kitchen like a theives hideout
its no doubt
that im a double dash kart snob
always choose the babies so our hands never reach doorknobs
lets be factual, the chain chomp op
dont mess with boog whipping in 2003
century later me and mike still tryna beat prime
god damn it they just announced four i thought metroid died
and dont get me started on luigis mansion rerelease
when i just replayed that shit covered in 480p greese
sorry i fumbled and talked through this ep of onepiece
etched my apology in the crease of that book you read
page one hundred and nineteen
awaiting the day melee is announced in full wide screen
muttered somethin bout mario sunshine you axed how i mean
some parts are fun but i get bored of the in-between
shit i think that might paralell
everyones preaching graphics like im the fucking infedel
remember when maurya fell?
we grew together like a kamek spell
this my laugh and i do it well
six faces like the son of shiv on this citadel