ontradiction
Y’all can eat my wood like a strange addiction
Ya lurking in the corner cause ya dig creeps
I’m on some Dale Cooper shit watching Twin Peaks
I'm getting paid off at house shoes,
I would even rock a motherfucking houseboat
A handsome face and I’m racking up the downloads
Wearing a Burger King crowd in a velvet robe robe
You rappers are syphilis
They pick up for this shit like some little pigs
You want to be tough but you're just a twig,
Overly masculine but just a little bitch
You should quit rap, go gogo,
I'm about to go postal
Tour the world and go global
On some hardcore shit, Scott Bogle
Homeless gettin scandalous
I made this record in Los Angeles
The city never sleeps, but I need a nap
Get my feet rubbed, then it's time to rap
Never claimed to be a hero
MC homeless, just another weirdo
It's on my head, it's a carnival
Every single thought that happened was remarkable
I tried to find the divine, like I was John Waters
I got you leashed up like neighborhood dog walker
Chicken Wigs of Champagne,
Backstage I'ma do my damn thing
It's got to be like a cannibal, the motherfucking animal
The spin down since day one
You can ask my A1
Made it to a site and the devil must awaken
Staring to the darkness, I feel like Robert Johnson
Got a dead wish, you can call me Charles Bronson
Dark side of fortune, too many dead homies
You're talking wild and you actin' like you know me
Lonely days, and Tanqueray
It's hollow at the top one I can hear is an echo
I'm gonna become a Buddhist monk so I can just let go
Money or your doers cry again
Always was the bad kid at school All the skin is suspended
Pill bottles empty
I'm not feeling friendly
Gone off some bennies and passed out at Denny’s
Dark past but that got the bright future
In the present underground in the sewer
Never claimed to be a hero
MC homeless, just another weirdo
It's on my head, it's a carnival
Every single thought that happened was remarkable
I tried to find the divine, like I was John Waters
I got you leashed up like neighborhood dog walker
Chicken Wigs of Champagne,
Backstage I'ma do my damn thing
Go homeless,
Go homeless,
go homeless,
go homeless,
go homeless,
it's your birthday
Go homeless,
it's your birthday