Thy Mission

Scum shit, dumb shit Drum stick vanilla Expiration date That can give you salmonella Truth is I'm lucky I made it off a fluke like a junkie Soil is so murky Future is a haze, I am foggy I'm a stupid prick Talking to myself On the way home I don't need your help Even if I did I wouldn't let you know Flame lit like a candle Chop it up and go I can pay you twenty I called so many times I can pay you twenty Don't know what's in these bags I can pay you twenty I called so many times I can pay you thirty Don't know what's in these bags Scum shit, dumb shit Drum stick vanilla Expiration date That can give you salmonella Truth is I'm lucky I made it off a fluke like a junkie Soil is so murky Future is a haze, I am foggy I'm a stupid prick Talking to myself On the way home I don't need your help Even if I did I wouldn't let you know Flame lit like a candle Chop it up and go I can pay you twenty I called so many times I can pay you twenty Don't know what's in these bags I can pay you twenty I called so many times I can pay you thirty Don't know what's in these bags