Mace -

Well my horoscope was wrong

I got the feeling in my bones again

I don’t know why the faucets on

But I was drinkin steel I’m caving in

And I’ll wear this stupid grin

Cause when the hops come in its genuine

We’re the rejects of our time

Reflecting crack and medicine

Financial ruin

I’ll take your money

I’ll take your honey

I’ll take your time

Keep back your baby

I’ll call you crazy

Cheap bitch, you saved me

But now I’m high

Fat cats and crayons

Read the reference

Spray the fragrance

In my eyes

One night he killed you

And fed you mushrooms

Later on he fed me lies

Well my head is in a cloud

The now is gone with yesterday

And the pain is dying out

But there’s more to come another day

You’re the punch bowl to my cup

You fuck me up when I’m in a rut

But i kiss you on the mouth

And love myself till the sun comes up

What are you doing?

I’m not your daddy

Cracked backs and valleys

Stretched far and wide

You’ll meet your maker

One day you’ll pay her

6 slips of paper

She’ll let it slide

I’m not a joker

You’re just a hoax

No need to coax

We’re well informed

Stress less and smile

Stay for awhile

Count my hairs and be my friend