[Verse 1]
So I was thinking, what should I do this evening?
I could puff a f**ing blunt, I could go out drinking
But I'm already drunk and my trunks full of weed and
I reek like skunk, and the phone keeps ringing
[WHAT?]- oh, it's Mr. Christopha Walking calling
Talking 'bout he's coming down now to solve all
My problems - and bout how he's bringing a volume
Of speed so strong, it'd prolly make me think I've gone and
f**ing vanished and managed to land on a planet
Where every man is seen speaking scrambled Spanish and
Where every damn PIECE of my sanity's damaged
With EACH and every milligram, filling my hand up
Well, damn it, I couldn't plan it better myself
I told him: roll the f** over, get to spreading the wealth
I shrugged my shoulders, stood up to steady myself
Hung the phone up then went to go, get ready for hell
Cuz yo dog, when I really wanna have a ball
I just pop a little motherf**ing adderall
By mouth until I'm bouncing around the walls
Up and down all the halls, all about to fall
f** it - dip to the mall and I'm scaring people
Get so high, I'll buy shirts from American Eagle
Why? I'm not really sure, but I swear it's the evil
Chemical mixture, that's apparently seeped through
The brain tissue in control of my deep view
On issues involving sh** people would tease you
On. if they only knew I was rocking these see-through
Tops with these boots, they'd probably geek, dude
It really doesn't matter 'cuz I'm really f**ing madder
Than any hatter, on addy, I'll shatter ya, matter-of-fact
I'm a tad bit badder, it's sad, I better get outta
Here I don't hear the little pitter-patter of ya chitter-chatter
[Hook]
You might not think I'm high
But you can't see my eyes
It's like a dream tonight
I might just die, I see the lights
Something's wrong with me
[what?], I'm always called a "freak"
Cuz all I do is hit the bong all week
This weed is all I need
You might not think I'm high
But you can't see my eyes
It's like a dream tonight
I might just die, I see the lights
Somethings wrong with me
[what?] I'm always called a "freak"
Cuz all I do is pop this speed
This adderall is all I need
[Verse 2]
We're delirious, we experience physical symptoms
That were never meant to give us intentions
To continue binging on perilous chemicals
With visuals so clear, they're appearing in digital
Staring at a mirror, thought I was invisible
I popped shrooms like a motherf**ing inner-tube
Stop moving, talk to, the bottom of my tennis shoes
Walk into the girls locker room of a middle school
Yell, "breast inspector, who's chests need braaaa's?"
Chicks looking distressed, begging me to stop
Two minutes or less, I'm arrested by three cops
That's the last time I ever listened to my Reeboks
So please watch, as we pop, the top to these pills
Empty em and drop the bottle off for re-fills
At a different pharmacy, and we still
Can hardly keep 'em longer than a week, and we k**
So many dexedrine and ritalin, it's evident we're getting it
In quantities so large, it's hard to fit it in
The apartment we're chilling in, a larger shipment is
Always with-in arms reach, of the seat yer sitting in
And sniffing all of it, would be a feat for Eminem
We sell it on the streets and we keep the dividends
Do speed, so it seems, the peak will never end
I haven't been to sleep for a week, I'm living in
A tree-fort with a teen who*e and a mean score
Of weed, spores and a**orted LSD, tore
Up from the floor up, and I know I need more
Ut, for right now I'm talking slower than Eeyore
I rock pockets, full of hash and caps with sockets
Smashed through em, to take gravity bong hits
So ma**ive, after you have it, you black out
Fall down or pa** out, now, everybody gather round