Everything Burrito - Michael Christmas

Hotter than a motherfucker in here

And I just had a burrito, that shit was fire

Super delish, talkin' my shit

Aw, man

Tick, tick!

I work hard for the people I love and the shit that I want

It’s 27, smokin' smooth and come right after the blunt

I wear mismatching socks on purpose cuz it pisses you off

I smile in the face of struggle like I’m 50 or something

Builder had the ice on the doorknob, I couldn’t get my key in

Bangin' on my brother window tell him to let me in

I kick the door a little now I think I got my me in

It’s hard to run the world when your shoes covered in cement

Dirty elephant print, no elegant shit

The pretty niggas gettin jealous as shit

Who let this fat nigga Angela Davis

Get hella the payments he makin'

I model for some brands, how the cameras be shakin'

My face on MTV Jams, I was sittin' in the basement

Beer and my pops next to me going crazy

Play this shit, roll up and embrace it

Let your eyes shut like Tracy McGrady

The beat go dumb

Yeah, the beat go dumb

Said the beat go dumb

Yeah, the beat go dumb

We have fun when we didn’t have none

They about this life, man this shit so dumb

Don’t make sense to me, but I ain’t trippin'

Cuz all my niggas been had the same vision

Don’t make sense to me, but I ain’t trippin'

Cuz all my niggas been had the same vision

I just want an everything burrito

I feel like flailing my arms

Like a whacky inflatable tube dude.

At who’s who’s house with the Who’s Who’s

And I’m like who’s who?

Cool cool, like moon roofs

Big funny nigga, homies used to call me Bruce Bruce

At the talent show with Martha Stew

We made the stew, I learned to rap at after school

What major you?

Psychology, or biology?

High-as-astronaut-ology?

Sittin' back in economy

Plane seats scraping on my knee and I can’t believe it.

Two Tylenol PMs, some McDonald’s, I still ain’t sleepin'

What if I jump off of the plane?

Would that be so inhumane?

When shit mundane, and all your friends asleep again?

(Let it keep going! I don’t fucking care!)

I plan on being in karate movies just like Chris Farley

My imagination gnarly, the rap game Jeff Hardy

Every day school tardy, I ain’t wanna watch Barney

I was never white ranger, always blue

Now who the fuck is you

Ivan Ooze?

The other kids make you wanna be a villain

Until you save the day, makin' amazing wage

I’m doing flips in the pool, the sun settin'

Feel like I get older, but them Sundays still depressing

Like I gotta go to school tomorrow, goddamn, why?

I swear when I was seven that shit made me cry

And now I’m on the bigger better

Fuck Jake on Adventure for an Everything Burrito