it feels good to cry so i wonder why i deny myself from the wealth
health of the holy grail all hail the mailman fail plan tail wind
sail in nailing prevailing this script is bailing I'm trailing my thoughts

with a box of possible locks toss in the fox this hop is off the clock
i collect rocks in my socks just to feel what it is to walk chop off
the block slop in the pot this is the spot that knocks your toxic thoughts

stop pausing what is causing nothing is lost in this abyss
i'm calling the kids balling from lids falling to give swallowing this
is 4 your benefit legit one hit from the bong and i'm gone to a place that sings songs

you can do no wrong with a gong this long road weaves i'm wasting the bomb
tasting the dawn pacing my lawn in the marathon one with the married pawn
i've carried my weight just 2 devastate my fate fresh meal on the plate can't wait

soon to be great if your patience has haste facing the bass of the beat
the face of the beast is heat the ice sheets grow weak as i work my feet
bezerk is peace the purpose seeps blowing down the street the price is sweet