walkin down the street on a hot summer day
takin off my shirt just to prove that i'm not gay
everything is going my way
i got the cheeba in the pocket
i got the ratchet and the burner
i got the extension cord and the socket
im gonna plug it out and rock it
now the fiends owe me money
later i'm going to look at pictures of ghosts
cry and masturbate all night long
i'm going to listen to a song i wrote when i was 12 years old
man this is getting old
i wish i hadn't sniffed all that cocaine
i gotta stay up all night now
tomorrow i'm gonna wake up with a serious migraine
and i'm gonna ask how
man you heard what happened to that nigga Loc Dog
yeah nigga i heard you had an argument with his girl
had an argument with my girl
so i'm movin out into the world
got into the van and drove off
that was my only plan
now i'm chillin by a deli
and boy i'm gettin smelly
four days drinkin
got my ass stinkin
man i'm thinkin
maybe i should call my girl again
ask her for forgiveance
bother the little girls that i see on the street
bop my head whenever i hear a funky beat
i'm standing with a 40 ounce by someone's house
i got the boombox so i let the beats bounce
just so you know i'm not a fag
kick my feet and drink ballantine's from a paper bag
the sun is gone
and boy i'm down
im gonna finish this can of beer and lay my sorrow down
i'm passed out on the street and i hope i don't die
if i need an ambulance i hope i can trust the arab from the deli or some random white guy
to call 911
i need assistance, son
this shit is hot, fag niggas
elganch 3 years ago