Huh
Two hands slapping on a bucket
Coming up to me what's the purpose I say f** it
Chuckle, make a sandwich, knuckle
That's my boy, now give me chicken nugget
Out ya pocket, make it double like
Trouble in the earthquake
Trapped up in a tunnel when the levees cracked the flood gate
Floating sh** creek with nothing more than a chain link
And that don't even float, so I a**ume that you don't think
Spend a couple thousand on a coat made of mink
I'll trade that sh** alligator skins and a bag of sand to sink
Blink
Ya pause of life to rethink
I'm the missing link colder than the Flyers rink
I won't buy her drinks, I'd rather see her think
And f** her mind, rather than the salmon pink
But miss drink situation bend on kitchen sink
If staring at her rose is the purpose
I make them lips sync
She can't blink
Tell her promises and lies are for her therapist and shrink