Aesop Rock - Dorks lyrics

Question: If I died in my apartment like a rat in a cage Would the neighbors smell the corpse before the cat ate my face? I used to floss the albatross like Daddy Kane with the chain I'm trying to jettison the ballast with the hazardous waste The kid is comfortably numb, routine a tedious crutch Steep in a self-imposed Stockholm and Lima in flux Maybe an occupation popular with demons and ducks Made any mingling akin to being seasoned and stuffed It's a theatre of jumping jellyfish, jealous little sycophants Miserable and flimsy from the skippies to the pissy pants Each one seperately convinced They're sketching with Da Vinci's hands Delusion turned the communication to prison camp You f**ing dorks ain't a threat to the cause There ain't a lesson we can learn from the ostensibly lost I think it's funny when defendants from identical haunts Step out the tempest A measure of what the spectrum involves Maybe no one cares, party over here, I'll be over there [Sample - Sweet Tee - On The Smooth:] Don't need no help, all by myself I used to hang around with rappers at the root of the scene It meant a lot to feel the fugitive community breathe Maybe to sentimentalize is to be truly naive I know some sh** about your heroes that you wouldn't believe I think we're all a bunch of weirdos on a quest to belong The songs are echolocation up in impregnable fog That's why it's odd to see a pile of imperfections and flaws Ascend a pedestal to patronize the rest of the cogs In a mess of obnoxious fantasy, posturing and pageantry I ain't even mad, I'm impressed, sh** it's baffling God almighty, chop an ivory tower to piano keys Play your own dirge on the way to surfing maggot beach You f**in' dorks ain't a source of the art You can't be cooler than the corners Where you source all your parts The poker-faced, all it takes a couple sordid remarks We let the manticore out, We make the sorcery bark Life is so unfair, party over here, I'll be over there [Sample - Sweet Tee - On The Smooth:] Don't need no help, all by myself I view the rattling of sabers like a show to expose Insecurities exploding in emotional code When braggadocio to go from mostly jokey to gross Corrode a homie 'til his probity is notably ghost Before the hobby was a jobby was a miniature Hell You would wobble round your momma like an infant gazelle The disillusionment has truly been a difficult pill But you as anything menacing is a difficult sell In a whistle and bell-o-rama, black mollies that dress up like piranha It's not even compelling melodrama It's a comedy, somebody wanna shop you as a saga I'm very voluntarily persona non grata You f**in' dorks ain't the leaders we need This ain't the medium for divas out to weasel and breed I'm often coffee with the paupers over tea with the queen Don't make him show the regency what disobedient means Heavy load to bear, party over here, I'll be over there [Sample - Sweet Tee - On The Smooth:] Don't need no help, all by myself