Lyrics
She's a prepper, a doomsday sketcher
She knew about you before you met her
With me everyday carry the dehydrated lie
Ahead a well full of water, off to make her rich
I'm committed to this blessin'
But I got to keep her guessin'
There's still a few times that you don't know
I like sitting with gargoyles
So poppa be ready, and be their land
We'll still be together when the thing goes boom
Perfect timing, I'm aligning
Drawing papers with the neighbor
Then she looked me down the face like a rattlesnake skin
Thinkin' I'm the only blood that she hasn't tasted
Force of nature, big labor
Arms around me, twist and shouty
With me everyday carry the dehydrated lie
Ahead a well full of water, off to make her rich
There's still a few types that you don't know
I like sitting with gargoyles
Covered with their body, sleepin' with a helmet
Packed and act surprising, go ahead and get drastic
She says the truth's not the truth
And a lie is not a lie
A live is not a live
And a die is not a die
And that's the reason why
I'm a prepper, a doomsday sketcher
I'm a prepper, a doomsday sketcher
I'm a prepper, a doomsday sketcher
I'm a prepper, a doomsday sketcher
