Dos

Second dinger of the series Following the man a modern day Timothy Leary Makin shit that's eerie, trying to elicit like a "dear me" You got a question I got a query Look at little queer me, up on the Web Tried to educate but never-the-type to f*ck with a pleb, now that's an ebb Decade challenge, 2009 Every day a death threat from someone who thought I was fine City boy aint gonna die in the country Type of motherfucker bounce back like a bungee Fierce & disgusting, roasty and boasty Could be 10 degrees and imma bluff and say my toes are feeling toasty Go and take a couple of ganders But what if I don't f*ck with your standards? You know my name and face, I'm hanging out like a lanyard The more you say you know, the less I'm likely to pander to you, birdbrain! Nearly everyone has mispronounced my surname Go ahead and shoot your shot but fix the blurred aim I'm fucking frazzled and just trying to seem urbane Late-stage capitalism is an absurd game I'd rather be with Hella Dregs in the margins Cookin up a feast and waiting for the boys to barge in Pick a pocket on the street then pick a pocket on the beat Then eat a pita pocket, picked a group of fuckin sergeants