This is a song about "Munchies for the crunchies"

Munchies, i blamed soda or something that i ate.

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

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

Obviously on munchies but my vibe is as tasty as a chutney

Backyard for the tadpoles, shutters for hating assholes,

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear,

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

And call the hospital for him for later.

If its not couture, i will not go to her

O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear,

Right flows down and they might go nice

I-i-i-i'm hungry, hungry from the munchies

I-i-i-i'm hungry, hungry from the munchies

I'm screamin' out fuck the police