Good evening
Or morning
I'm new at this

So please be kind
But since I have your attention
I figure

I give you some more whiskey
Here we go


VERSE1:
Wh-Wh-Wh-Wh-Wh-Whiskey Rocks
2012

A lot more action
Less talk
'Cuz if I'm talkin' then I'm 'gon be spittin'

Hand me a bib or a ball
'Cuz I'm 'gon stay dribblin' (Ha)
Oh yeah these verses

Some kinda introduction
Get to know me
And my many dysfunctions

Back in '07 may been a closet case
But boy trust me now
You'll get way past first base

It took awhile to discover
All this talent that I had
It took awhile to deal with those issues I had with dad

I-I-pulled a Riri
Good boy gone !@$)
Made some boys real happy

Some girls are real sad (aww)
This is the tale
The tale of Whiskey Rocks

From ambitious school boy
To lyrical boss
So much has happened

And changed in between
Like switchin' from the jango
And puttin' in the peen


CHORUS:
My rhyme's so ill

I should be hooked up to an IV
No mother$#&@er around
Can do this quite like me

No one besides me
Can spit this kinda %#@!
It's like a write-off

For y'alls benefit, so
Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme dat whiskey
Pour me pour me p-pour me that whiskey

Double that, triple that
Gimme dat whiskey
On the rocks, $#&@in' shots

Gettin' low, fill it top

VERSE 2:

Been schemin' and plottin' since '86
It's been a $#&@in' struggle
But it's been well-spent

Gifts like these must be heaven-sent
But lord Christ
Don't like

My predicament
Learned from a young age
I've had to stand on my own two

You wouldn't believe
The %#@! that these shoes have been through
Just my Chucks

My two don't-give-a-$#&@s
I came from the school
Of knuck if you buck

But people grow up
People change
%#@! happens

We don't stay the same
Gotta do your own thang
And discover who you are
'Cuz livin' for others
Will never get you very far

The way I live my life
Ain't gonna make many happy
Like some of my friends and then
There's my family, but
If you can't stand me

Then you can suck my dick
No teeth more tongue
And don't forget the spit

CHORUS


VERSE 3:
Like any other human
I have my doubts
I'm just tryin' figure this %#@! out

That's what this whole music thing's about
I figure why whisper
When I can $#&@in' shout
So many things
Up on my mind
Been up there

For quite some time
Turn these thoughts
Into rhyme
Just as a way
To pass the time
But then I realized
Wait, this is kinda fun

And I'm in my own lane
So I'm el numero one (uno)
I'm just a lost boy
With chaotic direction
Got a $#&@ed up compass
So I stay second guessin'
And yes I do

I do get insecure
That's what all these alter egos offer

CHORUS