Juice from the farmers market,

** from up the street

Non pasteurized drinking,

smoking filthy, sipping clean

It's the scumbag boy crawling out the garbage sheet

Spastic mind, flip on that dime,

I got problems you don't need

Exaggerated shoe soles, walking like a moon man

Haven't been to earth in some time you could assume hands

Full of new stones, 'bout to chisel out some tombs man

Worry-free, don't look to Bones with drama, I don't do that

I see them running off with the style that we made like 4 years ago

I'm glad you a fan and can finally feel so useful

Then they leave them starving, SESH give them whole spoons full

Airplane meth head like a child, runway ready for landing, oh