Lyrics
Looking at my slice of stale bread
Bought it at the sale
I thought I might be fed
My head is lying dead still cos yesterday I failed
To sail on the boat that I hailed
To bail me out of this jail
I open my mail sealed with a nail
Telling me in detail I fucked up
Oh my god I fucked up I think I really fucked up
I checked my calendar and that shit said that I just fucked up
BAIL
Thoughts in my head like a snail I'm pale
Strike a conversation you will fail
I want you to look at me give me attention
Like on some movie shit
ARIBA PASSION
Ego bigger than the foot of the Hendersons
Glatiating hoes like that fella called Seracen
But then again it's a crime to rhyme when I'm ripping off intelligence
My presence is
I'm a man the kind of man who don't deal with it
The only thing that understands me
The ground beneath my feet because I stand above it
Just the other second yeah I took a hit
Tell me I'm fit am I Brad Pitt
Tell me I'm standing upstairs from the darkness of the words I have writ
Shit I think I might quit
I missed my fix last time and now I'm burning
Burning like a fire
If the fire says hail
Burning like a fire
If the fire says hail
Looking up from the bottom of the stairs I fear everything
Looking down at the devil and the sea
I drown everything
If the fire says hail
Burning like a fire
If the fire says hail
Burning like a fire
You bet I'll get down on my fucking knees and pray
Looking at my little block of hash
Bought it off a fella called Pash
It was the last of his stash
But he's a really nice guy
There's a pie in the sky with some sugar and some lemon on it
Yeah I ate it
No I don't regret it
Hookin on ma hookah
I'm free there I said it