big thanks to jimmy dyna yo you want skateboarding music i use your face to snap my skateboard in two with my bad oh what a cunt i am i am off with his head amputate limbs howre you gonna ollie with a prosthetic leg my bad you dont even skate wait but i can ill 360 kickflip that spliff out your mouth no doubt im living on the ill side of town my sniper rifle got a wide angle blow off your supreme 5 panel how you like me now not much well its mutual whoopsie doo yo im chilling with the down and outs fuck about get dumb chills more roundabout im on an ox like my brother is sea town catch me loc ing like lover crip your mother wanna suck my dick cause a brother hung like brotha lynch suck it bitch i got 1 7 of the hubba bubba crop its a 1 8 7 on this motherfuckin blunt shit im funky like the doc doggin on your bitch while youre rocking cyberdog you bitch adderall admiral trama tramadol yeah im speedballin was gonna tour with my crew but im detouring my mother said i need reforming i just say i need more green the weeds moreish more bitches four bitches burning church on my shoulder and theyre all christians thats how im living put some charas under the stamp for my man in prison puta dont call me puta  im in a portaloo givin some rich bitch a talkin to with a quick spliff and a morning brew form a queue you lack the testicular fortitude to thwart the crew someone said wack and i thought of you i was gonna say im only messing but im serious now instead im pawning this glowing gold circle around me head im on that occult shit like l ron hubbard i break you down and put you back together with your head on crooked dazed and confused like jake holmes breaking the rules to stay stoned bunk on a late train home code name ste kweng i didnt buy a ticket cause me saving for the weekend sounds in the headphones stuck in 96 in the gaps between tracks ill be chatting bout prior stints but its too much on me mind like the kinks then i think this moolah could have been used for buying drink splashing fat on me cold skin frying mince if i was a religious man id know who to blame hazardously dangling me gucci scarf over the flame no heat in the flat but fuck giving in im making the most of this fluorescent bulb flickering raving while im waiting for my food to cook a recipe for disaster you couldnt find in no stupid book so dont even look yo its reached fever pitch we stand out like a paedo at a bieber gig dream a bit i sip grey goose and leave with it we dont pay i turned scrooge in my old age you think im called sniff cause of cocaine low flame cooking no shame jocking up your girl cause coke gains pussy in this world but slow it down so thats how we goes down yous a you wanna do brown let me know real cold when i flow im a pro quick pro quote product like wow now on with the show so me and trelly in the zone you get took out hit the vault while the lunarlings look out puta dont call me puta cabron 