I got a buddy that makes everything up as he goes
If he ain't done it before then he's gonna dip his toe
I got a buddy that won't do something that he doesn't know
One thing out of place?
Ready to go
See what I'm saying? (Yeah)
I got a buddy that loves reading the horoscopes
Pulling out a chart and mapping shit like a pro
I gotta buddy that fucked everything high and low
Till he found his queen and that cured his soul
What do you want from an anxious body? (Huh)
A future earth filler
Slow rhymer
Ex drug dealer
In the basement getting sloppy
Like joes or blow jobs
Flow cold can you handle bars? No Flobots
My lead paint colored calligraphy's not to be touched
Toxicity be sweeping chiefly and such
Hey, uhh, who are you?
Tell me something I need to know it doesn't matter
Cause we'll all turn to dust
Who knows the right way to skip around this rock, babe?
It ain't me, I'll never know (Blah blah blah)
I said I'll never know (Blah blah blah)
I drink my cup of tea each day, until I make it to the passageway
Hey, no one's safe (Blah blah blah)
And that's okay (Blah blah blah)
If I die today I'd be an excellent ghost
Best friends with Whoopi G and making pottery bowls
I'm a natural it's true
But since I'm still oxygen positive
My prominent dominance of onomatopoeia's and homonyms
Sonnets and odd phonologies?
Honest, I'm Robert Frost with Oscar Wilde's love for phallic offerings
A modest genius
Because genius is Sob-jective
I mean subjective - you get it
Moondancing around the sun, feeling heady and headless
Who knows the right way to skip around this rock, babe?
It ain't me, I'll never know (Blah blah blah)
I said I'll never know (Blah blah blah)
I drink my cup of tea each day
Until I make it to the passageway
No one's safe (Blah blah blah)
And that's okay
Hey, yeah