Slow Slow Readers
You think too much
Master the meaning of “the”
My brain’s in the basin all washed up

So I

Mastered the meaning of “dumb”
Flashing the pages on to gain wages
Makes cuts in the eye
Snorting eight balls of textbook lies
Have-em weeping in metered rhymes
Dreams are a mess sleeping endless for three days
lazy disguise to be wise
Why don’t you spare me a dime
Cause I’m in the market to buy
I’m in the market to buy