I can barely make sense I'm at my wits end and indifferent , fit the description , of a child with a malignant social tumor, ohh the futures looking grim. Chef up out the kitchen and I'll never cook again. Ain't appreciate my work sio pickens is getting slim, tempered in cold shoulders and swimming in fake friends , the lake ends at maximum wavelengths. Stay thinking days blinking and night stares, yes I'm getting older but homie I'm right here. And yes I might fair better if I cared what you think had fresher clothes in my dresser and nicer shoes on my feet , it might improve in a week or so ,for now let the speakers blow even though the people wont actually dig what we doing , so used to eating garbage they forgot the taste of music, and at the pace we're moving motion sickness got em puking I'm in the race to lose it...

I'll floor it to the last lap and then I'll let you beat me , its easy to win the race it's harder to win the evening but if its easy then be me no really get it poppin' , walking before you crawling I ain't be hostile but people will talk when they see you start to wobble. Ever since the titty been addicted to the bottle, so go and find a role model worth looking up – bust moves crush grooves can I get a fuck you, cause positive love do little to motivate me , mamas alone and angry sober but not to say she over the road that made me stone cold and crazy grown old and gray we only want the days we shake through the waist of the hour-glass shapely lady thats called life , tease , hot days with a nice breeze – tight jeans , five' three , yup plus she liked me-

Bob and me lights-speed chillin' up in the high-beams , cry me an A and R -I-V-E-R try C-P-R to bring her back life cause your demons lack the size to satisfy a mind and find. I grab the mic and write and rhyme so that I can ease the pain I'm more human than most of these human beings. Nightmares go with the dream so are we sleeping or we really alive eyes open but your 'lights-speed' chillin' up in the high-beams , cry me an A and R -I-V-E-R try C-P-R to bring her back life cause your demons lack the size to satisfy a mind and find. I grab the mic and write and rhyme so that I can ease the pain I'm more human than most of these human beings. Nightmares go with the dream so are we sleeping or we really alive eyes open but your see with your mind