There’s a hole in the bottom of my brain
But when I party the hole goes away
But the party I throw
Needs a picture to post
So the world knows the party was great
There’s a hole in the bottom of my brain
But when you like me the hole goes away
So there’s likes and hellos
On a post on my phone
Of a party I throw
In the hole in the bottom of my brain
Heads up
I’m sorry to be that guy
Heads up
I’m looking to just get by
Let’s just say, let’s just say we’re fine
There’s a hole in the bottom of my brain
But when you love me the hole goes away
And the likes on my phone
Yeah they’ll start to explode
If I go and explode in LA
There’s a hole in the bottom of my brain
If I make money the hole goes away
Now there’s a thing made of gold
In a home that I own
From a song that I wrote
About likes and hellos
On a post on my phone
Of a party I throw
In the hole in the bottom of my brain
Heads up
I’m sorry to be that guy
Heads up
I’m looking to just get by
Let’s just say, let’s just say we’re fine
There’s a hole in the bottom of my brain
When I spend money the hole goes away
If I finally get clothes
That are fancily sewn
I could finally be ready for fame
There’s a hole in the bottom of your brain
When you get famous the hole goes away
Now there’s coke on the nose
Of a bro I don’t know
In a showroom of clothes
That were fancily sewn
In a town that I loathe
On a coast that gets stoked
On the thing made of gold
In a home that I own
From a song that I wrote
About likes and hellos
On a post on my phone
Of a party I throw
But I know I’m alone
No I know I’m alone
In the hole in the bottom of my brain
