Watsky - Multiply lyrics

What am I made of? As a whole?

Dirty hormones plus some flesh
Plus a soul

Times the times I floated times
The times I sank
Times when I levitated times when I tanked
Times when I was more jackass than Steve-O
Times when I treated life like a TiVo
Napped all day to skip through the weak shit
Knocked the half empty glass over and
I spilled all my secrets
Times when I check myself as I grow older
Times when I broke my neck to
Cry on my own shoulder soaking wet
When I skip through the sprinklers
They tried to throw shade
But it slipped through their fingers
Times I got paid for the
Rhymes that I'm spitting


Times I got laid and really
Long times that I didn't
Times when I didn't fit and
Hid it behind obstacles
Times the ambulances times the hospitals
Stack it all, reduce the fractions
Put that shit in brackets
Subtract any exaggerations I added, and
There you have it
Boys and girls there's the path
Don't forget to show your math

I try to tell them we won't die
I'll show you how we multiply