[Verse]
The brain child
Neither left or right on my future last sh**
Out of the smokes where I came to decimate
The Übermensch of the cla**ics
Lighting up how I pa**ed
The idea of being bad in hopes
Of being remembered
Cause patience has taught me
Never wait for the oven
When I could use myself to cook whatever I covet
Whether winter left me frosty
Or warm as Miami gas stations
I can't live out of my car gotta go home someday
And some how I can avoid a mistake
Some ideas are better left half-baked
But when its down to the wire I tap it
To see what the enemy probably expects to happen
And to next take advantage
Of the tide heights
Work on my approach
When I escaped my life, cause I thought it too much work
The mutation that had escaped
And questioned everything
And then tried to throw myself a coup
Theres nothing else to do
The difference is I know the revolutions coming
Look at how the other donuts cooked
Some sold-out, some blew up,some got cold, we burnt a couple
Some got stolen, glazed, or sugar coated, others
Were left to rot on the inside of the box
And the cops have never wanted me more
Thank god that their teeth are lined with gold
Cause if anyone else had tried to take me in
I might've got choked
On this particular path that I took
And on this last I stood
Proudly and was only going in with the lights off
My boss told me to close up shop
How edible am I?
Think some days I hit eighty percent
Other times feels like I've only got five in me left
See my vinyl LP's apparent shape when I write
Hit a hundred then make the last donut of the night
[Outro]
Alright now let me introduce myself
In the only way that I know how
Biting from Donuts