typical dude got them rude shoes and the blues
money on my mind sickly green maybe i got the flu
i speak my thoughts in twos and when i walk i brood
trying to find a rhyme
out of these words in my head that’re all confused
to all my dudes, from way back when they was in the news
they’d see me sitting in the rain with a soaking wet fuse--
i'm chilling in the booth and im feeling like Zeus
i could throw a few bolts now, but what would be the use
sun rise, galactic rays are splashing
irrational style you cant have it
yes, i gained another addict
sick like tobacco, too asthmatic
crazy vertigo, yea im really dropping it
and im better than Weezy im a motherfucking coughing fit
and i could get it bumpin, fuck talking shit
my words are pointless like nails in your coffin lid
forget that old buzz
i’m moving at the speed of light now because...
parents walk in the house hear the floor bumpin
know that the kids are probably up to something
come to the top of the stairs and peek in
but you'll never understand these riddles i speak in
and where did they go wrong?
i burnt the house down cause i left the stove on
i took a trip cause they wanted me to stay home
now i'm wandering, looking for a pay phone
lost my train of thought, mistaken, forsaken by God
forgotten conversation with my Momma when i was a little baby
i’m so wise now, but maybe i’m not
life gave me a shot
heart aching and shaking my fist at the air til they're breaking the ground with a spade
place me with care
have i begun? hardly. please tell the Marley’s save me spot