[Hook] (x2)
All the [bad word] I abused and I’m still not amused
All the [bad word] I abused and I’m still not amused
And I’m still not amused
And I’m still not amused
And I’m still not amused
All the [bad word] I a-

[Verse 1]
I’m [bad word] up, got [bad word] out
I tried to slide home safe from the dugout [bad word] me the wrong way and [bad word] out
My eyes either too low or they bugged out
You had a hangover every time we hung out
 [bad word] want [bad word] over with they tongue out
You know what young ‘bout, tryna cough a lung out
We used to dumb [bad word] from the jump-out
I’m the highest in the house like the attic
I’m an addict with stains on my manik
My brain is enchanted by seeds that they planted
Can’t take a seat ‘cause my heartbeat is rapid
Dagnabit, bad habits im rodge rabbit
I just took a key bump from Bob Saget
Save my blunts for a day and build a log cabin
Gave my [bad word] CPR, that’s what I call captain

[Hook] (x2)

[Verse 2]
Permafrosting, Waterworld––Pee Wee Sherman
And my dad used to shoot up––higher learning
We was pool buds, grew up fire burning
Used to spend the night; grandma hide the bourbon
Life’s a beach, I’m sprawled in the sand [bad word] 
With a model making love to the camera
You at the pub making love to your hand [bad word] 
Head & Shoulders, the coke’s devils [bad word] 
Heath Cliff and my [bad word] Dorothy Dandridge
She put a gram on the mural, watch it vanish
She do a whole bottle a day, how she manage?
She a pro like [bad word]  Janis
Joplin, coppin’ sips from the chalice
Naked lunch, having [bad word] with the mantis
Nacho [bad word] and sniff the canvas
I’m sorry Dorothy, but this is not Kansas

[Hook] (x2)

[Verse 3]
Watching Heroin Monroe, Crack Nicholson
Hollyhood, don’t it feel magnificent?
Try to kick, but I know your back sniffin’ it
I’m not a Family Guy, can’t Peter Griffin it
‘Cause I’m a bad guy, I’mma do it different
Since my dad diedthe [bad word] made a difference
In my secret garden, waiting for the buds to bloom
 [bad word] as Jack Sparrow searching for Orlando Shrooms
Art class, white kids used to smell the fumes
I would finger all the girls, tell ‘em “smell the poon”
I get high as Moon, I could jab the moon
He said grab the street-sweeper but I grabbed the broom
Sid and Nancy and Nacho on ?Landry’s tomb?
Puffin’ Bob Marley, high off of Heidi Klum
The lizard king, who are you? Hi Lucy Lui
In the sky with diamonds like Lucy, cool

[Hook]

[Bridge]
Pills, purp and powder [x3]
Something’s gotta work
Pills, purp and powder [x3]
Something’s gotta work
Something’s gotta work
Something’s gotta work
Something’s gotta
Something’s gotta work
Something’s gotta work
Something’s gotta
All the [bad word] I
All the [bad word] I