In west Colorado, born and raised

In a helium balloon I spent most of my days

Chillin’ out, maxin’ relaxin’ all cool

While all inhalin’ some helium outside-a the school

When a gust of wind, that was up to no good

Started blowing right into my neighborhood

I took one little flight and my mom got scared and said

“You’re flyin’ with your auntie and your uncle in the air”

I called 9-1-1 and when they came near

CNN was filming and I was on national TV

If anything I could say this headline was rare but I thought

“Nah forget it, yo homes, I’m falling out of the balloon to my death!”

I fell down to the ground about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cameras

“Yo homes, smell ya later!”

I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there

To hang out with Satan in the bowels of hell