Waldo by Scoochie Boochie

Everybody wanna know where's Waldo
But nobody ever asks how's Waldo
They say that there's light at the end
But the only one I see is on this Marlboro
Nights of cigarettes and regret
Blood on my hands, that's why the sweater is red
I said nothing. I meant what I said
Got a cane cuz the mob came and messed up my leg
Ache awake at night
Nothing doesn't hurt
ain't afraid to die
Nothing doesn't hurt
They think I'm just a funny shirt
Searching fer the patterns
Of what matters on this earth
It's why I can't spend time in one place
The real disguise is the smile on my face
They're watching me from really long range
Wipe away these tears with my weirdly long bangs
Long days smoking camels in the haze
Used to rip em by the pack
Now I get em by the case
They don't see me just the beanie
Couldn't recognize my face
White stripes on my sweater i also don't have a base/bass
They know I'm the best at hiding
But I can't hide from things I've felt
How are they supposed to find me
When I can't even find myself
Just because I'm sad doesn't mean that I don't get it in
I secure the bag just by showing up and fitting in
More than just a citizen in the midst
I take up my station
And the payment making dividends
Where is Waldo in your bitch
Wal-don’t fuck with me
This ain't candy but this cane can fuck up your teeth
Look at my eyes, bitch
I I have been up for weeks
I'll make your ass disappear like I had done with me
Name somebody else who's famous just for blending in
They're sleeping on my beauty like Maleficent
Fiending for the red like pseudofedrine
A daily dose of pussy that's my medicine
All this ass is
Fogging up my glasses
And she has this
Stellar chest
Asked if I would spank er
not a banker
But I teller yes
Smokin on this gas it has me
Feeling Hellen Keller-esque
I can't see and I can't speak
I just know something's hella wet

• Comedy
• Hip-Hop
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Rap
• comedy rap
• Chicago