This is for all the naysayers
All the people that said we couldn't do it again
For every critic out there with a molten lava pen
I just have one thing to say to you
You're probably right
Their rookie album, ten out of ten
On the tasty scale, Pitchfork again
They ask: Can they do it two times in a row?
The sophomore album is the toughest, yo
They quip
Can the one Trait do it again
Bring the fire like they did in two thousand ten
Wait–
What year did that come out again?
I can't remember motherfucker, I've been hittin' my vape pen
I can't remember how to read or write
Let alone write bangers deep into the night
I forget how to even ride my fuckin' bike
I feel like a dumb motherfucker (dumb, dumb motherfucker)
The Softmore Slump this shit is real
And the Softmore Slump don't make you feel very good
'Cause everybody on your fuckin' back
They're saying: Write mother fucker, write a fuckin' track
Softmore Slump, this album's gonna suck
Softmore Slump, I'm 'bout to fuck you up
Softmore Slump, this album bout to suck
Softmore Slump, I'm 'bout to fuck you up
(Fuck this album)
We're gonna be at every festival
We're gonna be at every show
We're not going to be playing them probably
But we're gonna be there be watching
And judging you!
See how that makes you feel Mac DeMarco
See how that makes you feel Kevin Parker
We're gonna be at Coachella
We're gonna be at Glastonbury
We were probably woulda been at Sasquatch but I think it's dead
We're gonna be everywhere!
We're goin' everywhere!
One trait, comin' for you
One trait, comin' for everybody!
