the ghost rider send subliminal disses son i pity the fool tweakin out shirtless throwing chicks in swimming pools last of a lions breed the underlying theme unbridle the beast and run it high cus it s time to eat one line for pete one for matthew it s my habit and i ll hide it if i have to speedballin with sha pistol lay it down shout to dave cranky if he could see me now times will fuck touch down up in bitches organs too numb to cum try in every single orifice it makes me wonder how to keep my fuckin head trip smokin opium and sniffin dope my girl gets jealous to sum it up in a word i m absurd jack a boys lexus give it new paints and blades and then change the plates now its back on the street catch an oil change at bp with thugs down in dc jet to iraq these yellow bellied pigs are killin mad chicks and little children y all afraid to make a real decision it s the jump off you cum soft get thrown over the edge cut the cord on my golden parachute loose suspended on my breath i could get a second chance but imma end it all instead the cleaner the cut the quicker it takes and wake up on the third day sick with the shakes i m leavin all my things to dre pistol pete is history it s rainin aliz again the industry is killin me feelin heavenly again all my friends are on meds everyone all my friends are on meds the most wasted spawn of satan since easy failed his aids test thirty kicks and a platinum medication bracelet the liaison and consumer disillusionment and news that fuels juicy rumors for foolish pigs fluorinated water fluoride tablets it s my life to throw away god damnit mary s my safety net lucy helps me reflect molly s a jealous ex and julie you re the fuckin best my friends text about wax paper envelopes and can t sleep correct without alcohol i consider what we re doing to our livers and i remember it doesn t really make that big a difference in summary the drugs love g a thousand xanax couldn t comfort me but its something at least a slice of raspberry clarity pie with a dollop of mistreat whipped cream on the side down the hill when orange county dignitaries drinking away their fears and worries reminiscing the same old stories once you re cut off you re cut off i been started a tab took a bump in the stall that deflects like a bullet proof vest walked out the men s room sober again the better the booze the less my head aches i greet each day with a whisky and a vape i keep having these dreams where my teeth are falling out and every time i saved enough for an umbrella i bought a round drinking every chance i get all my friends are on meds every street s a dead end all my friends are on meds