Lyrics
Clown cold popped junk outside Grubstake
Grubstake
Grubstake
Nutcase
Fuckface
Smacked him in the glasses till the Polk Street bus came
Bus came
Bus came
Dumb late
'Sup, Aes?
Fifth row, two o’clock, tattooed, pigtails
Pigtails?
Pigtails
Thick tail?
Shit’s real
I think I seen her hooking at the Burger King Lyndale
Lyndale?
Lyndale
Big deal
Kid, chill
Played out
Played out
Played out
Played out
Played out
Played out
Huh?
What?
Shit jumped off outside of The Roxie
Roxie
Roxie
Boxing?
Rocky
Hail Mary Mallon got too much posse
Posse?
Posse
Cock D?
Squad deep
Left the afterhours smelling Old Gold musty
Musty
Musty
Drunk, B?
Ugly
Kicking it to girls while he hurls in the front seat
Front seat?
Front seat
Lunch meat?
Disgusting
Miss Mary Mallon, mallet in the kitchen
(Brrr!) Kitchen
(Ha ha ha!) Kitchen
Cyborg city showing typhoid symptoms
(Brrr!) Sickness
(Ha ha ha!) Bitches
Cooling on a sidewalk, outside crêpe truck
Crate truck
Crêpe truck
Baked up?
Straight up Traded the jalopy for a nickel bag of fake bud
Wait, what?
Fake bud
Wait--fuck!
Wake up 9:30, back home, no chick, sober
Sober?
Sober
No shirt?
Stouffer’s
Came in like a lion but you went out like a gopher
Closure
So hurt
Over?
No, sir