Yungster Jack Tasteless Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You sent me a letter and I'll burn that shit
They say what they want, I throw the bird up, bitch
I got lost in myself and then I turned that shit
I got a lot of people across and then they burned that bridge
In the wilderness
Carved in the tree like the marks that are permanent
You told me it was permitted
Nothing's perfect, you're still learning
Go earn it [?] affirmative
Walking on glass, weak relationship
True religion, true relationship
Spending so much time in the basement
Haven't been outside, everything's getting tasteless
Walking on glass, weak relationship
True religion, true relationship
Spending so much time in the basement
Haven't been outside, everything's getting tasteless

[Chorus]
Walking on glass, weak relationship
True religion, true relationship
Spending so much time in the basement
Haven't been outside, everything's getting tasteless
Walking on glass, weak relationship
True religion, true relationship
Spending so much time in the basement
Haven't been outside, everything's getting tasteless
[Verse 2]
Low power mode Off a yellow pill, watch how fast the hour goes
Hundred dollar bill, try and count them all
They eat up everything they hear and act so powerful
Flowers grow underneath my sweat
You can have that creaky shit, I've been in my bag
Spread my wings like birds [?]
How should I react when the Perkies hit?
When the 30 hit, that shit [?]
In the parking lot, all alone, feed the crows
Planted a seed a year ago, they're reaping what I sow
If you got your back to me, don't call me your bro
Where the evil gnomes? Off the beans I go
I'ma walk at night and the Moon looks old
Silver jewelry on me, I don't like to wear it gold
I could never fold, fly to the pot of gold
Fly to the pot of gold

[Chorus]
Walking on glass, weak relationship
True religion, true relationship
Spending so much time in the basement
Haven't been outside, everything's getting tasteless
Walking on glass, weak relationship
True religion, true relationship
Spending so much time in the basement
Haven't been outside, everything's getting tasteless (Yungster Jack)