[Verse 1: Cam Meekins]
Yeah, yeah
Slipping off the memories, drinking off the Hennessy
Looking at him like what, oh you think you're better me
Open up the Advil, took one, no judging
And he came with subjects more expensive than a coke budget
Its over whelming, Wear scars like a helmet
Keep a charged iPhone, steal it, sell it
Put it in my socks like a commercial saying are you gellin'
Hell if I'm a get you, hell is where I send you
Carpal, Carpal Tunnel from the pen, started with the fun again
Been awhile since I rocked the cardigan too large for him
Took it out the shopping bag put it on the table
Then I turn my oven on preheat for pizza bagels
Now it's more organic needs, something with the grains and seeds
Gotta break these rappers off, sweet like diabetes
I'm a still be rhyming as an AARP member
Remember when he went out to the store late last November
Never came back, like a dead beat
Beats always heat, only option for the bread is wheat
I heard you are what you eat son
So she came through with the cheeseburger and the buns
If the shoe fits, put it on the foot, dog
Still writing small hits like Pop Warner Football