Dequan's Crib Chronicles

Lyrics

[Verse]
Dequan's stuck at mom's crib, no job on the clock,
Xbox controller glued, listen to the tick-tock.
Steaks sizzlin' with John, sidekick on the run,
Too busy blastin' zombies, sunlight got shunned.

[Verse 2]
No resume in sight, skills wrapped in beef,
Button-mashin' combos, life feels brief.
Girls hittin' up his DMs, he leaves 'em on seen,
Halo's drawn him in, daydreams evergreen.

[Chorus]
Dequan's world in pixels, no plans, no thrills,
Controller in his hand, chillin' with ground grilles.
Mom's callin' out, dishes left undone,
Virtual battlegrounds, he'd rather have fun.

[Verse 3]
John's cookin' steak, Dequan cracks a smile,
T-bones over texts, girls in exile.
Game nights never sleep, XP on the rise,
Breakfast at noon, never seein' sunrise.

[Verse 4]
Ducking all the questions, mom's patience thin,
Job apps dodged, call of duty kickin' in.
Fridge raid at midnight, caffeine on tap,
Girls on read, he's deep in the battle map.

[Chorus]
Dequan's world in pixels, no plans, no thrills,
Controller in his hand, chillin' with ground grilles.
Mom's callin' out, dishes left undone,
Virtual battlegrounds, he'd rather have fun.