Lyrics:

B.l.e.s.s. T.h.i.s M.e.s.s.
Will you bless this mess?
B.l.e.s.s T.h.i.s M.e.s.s.Will you bless this mess?

Simple angel, perfect devil
Can I come inside?

I`m feeling like larva
I`m frumpy like Martha
A 15-foot Parka
I grow out my clothes
Eat `till I`m sleepy
The muffins are beefy
A giant diamond
When you`re blessed it shows

You wanted me to me act up
To make you feel more backed up
Well take swig of vodka
And battle underwater
You say you need a father
Well, baby, I`m a baller

I won`t ever grow up, oh oh
I won`t ever grow up, oh oh
I won`t ever grow up, oh oh
I won`t ever grow up, oh oh

B.l.e.s.s T.h.i.s M.e.s.s.
Will you bless this Mess?
B.l.e.s.s T.h.i.s M.e.s.s.
Will you bless this Mess?

No rehash, no rehab
No empty simulation
I want it, I made it
It`s not an animation
Got no time for depression
No therapy session
Inertia, it festers
And feeds my aggression
These chains on my tires
They came with it, they`re stock
My sense of direction is all the way up, up

Keep up, keep up, `cause I`m not coming down
I`m jacking up shots, you can fight for the rebound
Got an angel and a devil seducing my head
I`m in for a three-way and sleep when I`m dead

You wanted me to me act up
To make you feel more backed up
Well take swig of vodka
And battle underwater
You say you need a father
Well, baby, I`m a baller

I won`t ever grow up, oh oh
I won`t ever grow up, oh oh
I won`t ever grow up, oh oh
I won`t ever grow up, oh oh