I have one shot and way over the limit
Alcohol figuring like bartenders sipping
Knowing what they know from the way their gifted
Pot prescriptions plot with precision
Top all who listen stop in for a visit
Marks a hospitals pigeon a pilots decision
For the likes of a given, laid back crack magician
Baking soda in the kitchen,arms and hammers
I'll harm ya and brand ya dangerous much like cancer
But more sick you couldn't even forfeit
I score shit like higher than yours much tigher than yours
Dutch lighted from yours I mean your whore of course
So i stay sore and coarse and rigid with gats
Get at your bigoted tracks take your fitted caps
And shit on the brim give it back and then grin
Living lax and no rent im apart from it
No apartment for none a part seller