[Intro] Im positive that I can cure loneliness My friends may be imaginary but they lack any phoniness They lack any phoniness [There are no real verses] Im in a field where the rapscallions frolic My mind is a maze painted by Jackson Pollock. Ill be the sorcerer lounging under the fig trees Lotus pose, meditation, please pardon my big knees Big Bang Theory crash cymbals BRRRAAAP Wild horses, broken reins theres no holding back Trendy raps like mocha fraps and yoga mats An abundance of smoke and mirrors, you shouldnt focus on that A straight face is a great sign of anguish Pondering free will and reading Fake Time and Language Still waiting on my invite to the pitchfork music fest Ill be dressed in an esoteric druid vest Ryan Frost gave me a Diablo 3 beta key Which was rap musics failed attempt to get away from me Busy validating my hearts beat on a Kaoscillator The perfect snack is a glass of cold milk and vanilla wafers The optician with a monocle for your third eye The news boy with the latest chronicles of the nerd guy There is a man and hes pushing a cart [Hook 1] Inside there are cobs of corn And in my mind there are gobs of porn And I push my heart on the same four wheels I am the Elotes man x2 There is a man and hes pushing a cart [Hook 2] Inside there are cobs of corn And in my mind there are gobs of porn And I push my heart on the same four wheels I am the Elotes man x3 If Dave Chapelle ran for president I would vote twice At illuminati circle jerk sessions Im most nice I slather corn in mayonnaise and other spices Tricked my cart out as an extension of my being YouTube buffering prevents my consciousness from streaming You dont know depression until your inbox is empty You complain about office space but Im pushing my cubicle Cranky cus cayenne peppers all up in my cuticles I was hiphops primary soothsayer Before I was this affluent corn cob purveyor [Hook 1] x2 There is a man and hes pushing a cart
cart, corn, cob, elotes, phoniness