Jōviky - Quarantine Lullaby Lyrics

I write with an ink pen, it's red
Like the mighty ocean's wind, Red Sea begins
Jōviky at night
It's not a game
April distance, brings May existence
Mother may I, pour out all my f*ckin' feelings
Flower grows on mold
No further explanation told
Stuck at home
It's not a game
I'm in my f*cking feelings
May your dreams be great
Wishful, wishful thinking
Keep your hopes in check
No Chase bank I'm hoping
Bounce that, bounce that check (I mean ass)
It's not a game
On my vibes, no lie, You know it's Jōviky
I'm screamin' wait
Just hold up, liquid mercury, dense
Ain't no teaching me, I'm spent
Best things in life be free, I'm tense
Somebody rub my feet, somebody rub my feet
It's not a game
April distance brings, May existence
About to pray, I guess
I'm in my f*cking feelings, help on the way
That's great, my life is reeling
Joke about the pain
I'm too numb to really feel it
Father's Day might pass, a glass Mr. broken
It's not a game
Samuel Jackson, yelling for no reason
Jōviky and, it's that muthaf*ckas think I'm in my f*cking feelings
I'm in my house no doubt, alone keep your distance
Six feet between you and me
Or
Six feet underground (wait hold up)
It's not a game
Somebody rub my feet (It's Jōviky's world)
Because
It's not a game