Lyrics Messy - Zac Chase

Someone tell the telemarketers to stop calling me
Or else I might just pick up
Like "Hello, Mister
What's your last name? Not sure if it was mentioned
You hear my last tape? Not sure if it made your cut"
I'll change my first name to Clout if it means I won't
I plead the fifth if I'm on speaker phone
Like who is who in the room? Who left the room?
I'm unofficially the question dude
Are you sure that I haven't met you?
I like to meet people hand to hand and be patient
I want to emulate my aunt's aunt, achieve greatness
I've been drinking off a tab since Chance was mixtaping
So y'all can know the name like Bob Vance, Vance Refrigeration
I could get tipped like a handsome ass waiter
But a tip and a trick without commitment are doomed
Let me trick myself and treat myself to something new
How the hell did I get in the room?
I'm confused
I need to clean this room up
Who let it get this messy?
I need to clean it all
I cannot find the exit
I'm confused like a dude waking up without shoes
I swear I had 'em on last night
I sang a song last night
I said the same thing last night
Now it's dark again like the batteries saw the light in the flashlight
Anything goes outside the comfort zone
I feel like Frank Ocean writing prose, the words cumbersome
Come again?
I was tumbling through summers like tons of people on Tumblr
Tongue kissing tongue twisters in public because my privacy's futile
Let's take it back to square one
Before I squared up with my tongue and practiced being blunt
I knew what I wanted
Rule of thumb was 'thumbs up' like fun stuff on Facebook
Made you look, baby book, I was being young
I signed an unconscious contract to be a sponge
Without a lawyer present, I was foiled again
But unlike my spoiled friends I was absorbing in every sense
And now I've got these things in my head
I need to clean this room up
Who let it get this messy?
I need to clean it all
I cannot find the exit