Lyrics
Scum shit, dumb shit
Drum stick vanilla
Expiration date
I can give you salmonella
Truth is I'm lucky
I made it off a fluke like a junkie
Soil is so murky
Future is a haze, I am foggy
I'm a stupid prick
Talking to myself
On the way home
I don't need your help
Even if I did
I wouldn't let you know
Flame lit like a candle
Chop it up and go
I can pay you twenty
I called so many times
I can pay you twenty
Don't know what's in these bags
I can pay you twenty
I called so many times
I can pay you thirty
Don't know what's in these bags
Scum shit, dumb shit
Drum stick vanilla
Expiration date
I can give you salmonella
Truth is I'm lucky
I made it off a fluke like a junkie
Soil is so murky
Future is a haze, I am foggy
I'm a stupid prick
Talking to myself
On the way home
I don't need your help
Even if I did
I wouldn't let you know
Flame lit like a candle
Chop it up and go
I can pay you twenty
I called so many times
I can pay you twenty
Don't know what's in these bags
I can pay you twenty
I called so many times
I can pay you thirty
Don't know what's in these bags