[Verse: Thirty Seven] It's the bridge burning specialist, call for free estimates From b**hy secretaries who refuse to take messages Complicate relationships and make enemies instantly When it comes to f**ing up, I'm one of the best in the industry True enough, I show up at your house, do some d** Then crank that music up until I pa** out puking blood You want a taste of this, sit down and make a list Of all that dangerous and crazy sh** you were too afraid to risk Robbing banks in Vegas, hooking up with famous chicks Nowadays I take a piss in public and get paid for it Don't need to see the cops to know that I'm being watched I walk crooked, so the snipers can't get a decent shot Got a natural talent for balancing polar opposites Flow provocative poems and roll in stolen rocketships
I could float along but my whole approach was wrong So I wrote this song to figure out what the f** to focus on A seven day cleansing break just to meditate On how to end the hate I'm seeing every day No solution in sight, and so I'm using this mic To speak my soul and keep this whole community tight But I'm a tricky dude, moving to a different groove This is just a sample of the channels that I'm flipping through Rocking business suits, still eating cold kitten food Stoned, giving you sh** up in your own living room (everyone hates me) and there's a reason for that When you're speaking the facts weak people get mad (everyone hates me) we know a lot of you cats Are talking some trash, we watch it and laugh