Manic depressive
Fuckin cracked out
Get dabbed out
And pass out
Under the black clouds
I'm a sad clown
Bad thoughts are mad loud
Try to drown the voices
I can't swim; I'm assed out
Christmas time
No gifts because I'm doctor shopping
Visuals blinding visions
Almost out of Oxycontin
Broke door; no hinges
No floor; dope binges
I grow feet
And you grow inches
Broken water hose
My fuckin flow's different
Ice and snow sniffin
Wake up feelin
Dead
Almost out of room
My living room
My basement and my shed
Lines until my face is getting red
Nod out
Like patients in their beds
So basically; I'm dead
Yo, I like this kid though
Fuckin' out of his mind
Yo Lance
It's time to do drugs
And lock your doors
I stalk celebrities
When I'm not on tour
Me and my girl
We in love, we robbin stores
I'm Crack; I'm Robert Ford
I'm geeked out right now
But I'm not a dork
We vampires; killa Buffy
I'm a druggy
This the Psychedelic buggy
I'm the modern Ted Bundy
I'm a crash test dummy
I'm stretched like Gumby
I kill a rapper than Dougie
Stoner, I'm burnt toast
Coming out the bathroom
Of my first show
Lookin like I turned ghost
I'm where the worms go
My other half's a Virgo
F*ck sippin' Merlot
I want a Harambe fur coat
It's about to get uglier
Than Biz Markk
Hi kids that drink Barnies
I heart Cid and the Cid hearts me
I heart Cid and the Cid hearts me
