Look at me, Mom, I'm taking Transit to school today,
didn't have a listen to a single word he say,
so instead I'm gonna piss off some k-os

and spit some %#@! and swear like I $#&@ing mean it
when I wanna do it and never look back,
but I don't know why I gotta always be on the defensive

when I rip some spits like I'm a salteen snack,

the fact of the matter is in fact

that the truth is a lie
when your only living to die,
and I can attest to this matter-of-fact-lie,

living in Calgary my whole life
has made me a champ to the low-key,
underground like I'm on the lowest ring,

totem poles surfing the yellow seas
of red caps and flaming bees knees,
the best outdoor show on earth is my perch,

swiveling millin damaging then refilling,
refueling my beast and ridin' the streets,


not a day goes by when I don't purchase something outta the fly,
out come the flies,
from my wallet cause I'm keeping up,

Calgary the city where money never sleeps,
count on that being a tip when it's time to hit up the sheets,
pillows and outfitters,

northern pikes I'm drowning in em,
Nenshi still cool like a geek,
killing chickens and ignoring Fords,

change,
the subject of the vendors kicking it in k-town
down around the block from Amy's smoke shop,

major props to this city's pops
when you coppin' some copper down in Chinook center,
Chain Reaction to a Godfather,

I'm taking it all,
except the North East I don't really know that area well at all,
Marlboro Mall, Export A's, Pall Mall's,

smokey like a bandit named Paul,
mother$#&@er this city is a mall


I think I could've been plus fifteen
if you let me into a movie for free
seeing that's all I've ever been,

the dude on the scene backed behind a silver screen
I'm everything you seek,
but get away from me right now I'm totally introspecting,


collecting,
my thoughts and piling them up on my computer screen,

facebooking like planning my flight,
from this earth I'm demented lamented and worshiped
like a God by my dogs because they're humble,

spc(c)a is in trouble
food bank arrangements
moving money like paper,

jinx on the same word it's absurd and angular,
everybody knows everybody in this city,
by not more than three degrees

of Kevin Bacon's direction of isosolese
pyramid schemes,
there I go again conjuring dreams,

sailing boats and pirating things,
yargh matey, this song is the $#&@ing cannonball, son!