This is a song about "Lovely afternoon"

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

Its all because my lovely bathroom

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

I guess god cannot be everywhere so he created a mother, a lovely mother

Chorus: i wanna chill (chill) on sugar hill (its so lovely, so lovely)

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

My campaign for the top successful, signified with a lovely champaign,

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

My bitch wanna spoon late in the afternoon, this bitch that i consumed,

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

Look into your eyes i realize that i like you so much

I guess you could say that's my poison, such a lovely crutch

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

You'll see what this artist sees, call it a lovely masterpiece.