[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