Save Ferris

My family fresh black leather
 Portraits on my limbs
 Freshmen on my back
 An' people frozen in the fridge
 Sister think I hate her
 Cause I hate her shitty friends
 It's a party 'til the fire marshall
 Break the doors in, we squadded up
 So pitiful on that party shit
 Girlfriend in the studio, high off couple rips
 Got up for some visuals
 Homie call the flicks
 Tell 'em do it faster
 An' something in it for him and it ain't
 It ain't, it ain't really nothing easy fam
 Keeping up appearences just to keep a couple fans
 Ha these robotics got a evil plan
 That's why we the reaper clan
 Gave em all that snake and bats
 Ha! KC Tea and Whiskey shots
 War paint spread it 'round these Hollywood lots
 Touch me in the black is provin when I'm connectin' dots
 But maybe this shit Jenga and the bottom 'bout to drop
 Let it drop
 Life's fast
 I just wanna take it real slow Real slow
 Syrup's not illegal so it floats in my veins
 I'm chasin' after evil to get outta my brain
 This is right lane lifestyle
 Should've all kept it wild style
 But somedays just feel Sunday
 Dig the vibe child?
 You see I'm staring out my window sill
 Out upon a city moving
 With a tempo that kills
 Kids acting like they grown
 As if the elders didn't notice
 Doing 90 in the Jeep
 Getting mighty hard to focus now
 Let's pick it up and slow it down
 I just wanna spend time witcha
 We can hang around
 No cellphones, no iPads
 You, me and the sound
 All these freakin' bells and whistles
 Make it hard to know you're down
 At least for now
 We can pace it to the metronome
 Walking around the Terradome
 Tryin' to find the sectors own
 Wrek is home and the BPM is perfect
 Bouncing down below
 Keeps it smooth up on the surface
 Real slow
 I just wanna take
 I just wanna take it real slow
 Hey, I just wanna take it real slow
 I just wanna take it real slow
 I just wanna take it real slow
 Hey, Mayday! Everyone
 I just wanna take it real slow
 That shit sound like weed bro
 Hehehehehe, that's dope man
 Mayday man, Believers
 Yeah!