Yeah, yeah bro, I′ve been, uh...

I've been working on my planks and stuff! (Rice Crew!)

Oh, oh shit, sorry, let me pick this upHello?

Wha- what?

Wait. wa- slow down... slow down... what?

What the fuck is a webcage?

You′re rice and dicing my onions

You're making me cry

Can't escape my emotions

Can′t escape, can′t escape

Rice and dicing my onions

You're making me cry

Can′t escape my emotions

Can't escape, can′t escape

Maybe some day I'll get over you

Don′t think I'm blinking, I'm through

5′4", I′m evading my problems

Picking up shit to fill up the nonsense

Couldn't stop, cause I really that I′ve felt enough

The problem's that I miss your trust

No matter what we just said

My heart is sick as hell

I think I′m getting arrested

It's 5 AM and I′m going through the motions

Play pretend, bet you didn't even notice

I cry too easily

Just a boy with a fragile masculinity

And I don't really care about that tough, though

I will force my self growth

I will just take things slow

Dude, are you crying right now

No, I′m cutting onions

I know, they told me

Gotta keep those teardrops all off the floor

Feeling so dead, I know what I need

But I still can′t see who I was before

And now my head's full, I′m lying on the floor

I got a nosebleed, you're going out the door

I think you should show your disappointment

Cause I know I really said I don′t want any more

You're rice and dicing my onions

You′re making me cry

Can't escape my emotions

Can't escape, can′t escape

Rice and dicing my onions

You′re making me cry

Can't escape my emotions

Funny gang

In West Philidelphia, born and raised

On the playground is where I smoke weed with the gays

Walking down the Old Town Road like Silly Ray Byrus

Bars oxi clean, like Billy Mays

I am just a small town hyperpop musician

Destroying glitchcore is my only mission

Not the biggest fan of Indiana

Find me hitting up Montana like I′m Hannah

Jersey in the club

Here to master the way of the sub

I mean the sandwich, not being dominated

I have one friend who's into that though, his name is Infrated

I really like eating funny sushi

And singing like (ah!)

Love hanging in the webcage group calls

Nothing funnier than Eiffel Tower with balls

Shout out Cee Lo Green (shout out Cee Lo Green)

He sold me ketamine

Feel like Froggy, bands got me green

Hacking government systems like Neil Breen

2020 now we make music like MySpace

Bring a scene girl over and we just hang out and watch The Good Place

I′m a speedrunner, you losers come in last place

I really wish Bernie hadn't dropped out of the race (okay)

Fuck the society, unlike beach horse, I′m not man

Get out of my face, bro, you are acting like a stan

They say "saoirse, write bars", but I don't think I can

I'm not making money I′m just making silly bands

Now I feel like Minecraft cause I got a stone sword

All your songs are big trash, you′re making me so bored

Call me on FaceTime, consider that shit ignored

Webcage making big hits, you still call it glitchcore

Gonna take a ride down to Funnyville

Talk some shit and I'll grind you through a funny mill

Chopped up an onion, now I′m gonna cry

Running out of weed, yeah, I'm gonna die

Feeling like the sad anime guy eating a cheeseburger

I′m just vibing in the webcage server

You sound like text speech, I'm singing with fervor

Hop on a beat and I murder

Manifesting Ratatouille with a big gun

Killing CEOs, yeah, I′m manifesting big fun

Gonna hit you like a snare drum

Gonna make you sprint like a speedrun

And she do what I yoinky

Posting on my blog, gotta keep up with the stories

Feeling like the south, cause I'm corny

Dropped out, I was seventeen