Easy living, blood, sweat, and tears, though

Sleep when I′m sleepy, act more cheerful

Eat like I'm needy, stop when I′m near-fullLaugh around people, feel like I'm sinful

Tin-foil on the the rabbit ears to make the picture clear

I swallowed thirty cents, said it was magic, made it disappear

My momma wasn't happy about it, I was surprised that she shouted

I had to shit in a bucket, I got a chicken McNugget

Box of twenty with some fries and a pop

I would go to the McDo any chance I got

Back before I started hooping and before the making music

I was young, I wasn′t dumb, but I was really fucking stupid

The hard headed knuckle hand sandwich made the Manwich a meal

Leftover afterthought for overthinking

Sinking on the iceberg of my beverage

The leverage of the contract attached

A gross mismeasurement forever when the titan attacks

The hard headed knuckle hand sandwich made a mess of the appliances

The applications taken only spoke of the adjacent washer,dryer,plier

Panicked, oversigning, oversold the lower Maytag

The pricing was the downfall of the scientist

The hard headed knuckle hand sandwich gave the cannibal the sustenance

To subsequently seek a daydream from the nothingness

City living fades into irrelevance

Incessant air raids on the island form the focus of the present tense

Yeah, yeah

Is this a gift or a weapon

I froze on the first song and dipped on the second

Let′s see what we can lift from the wreckage

I'm bout to clean my kitchen and listen to Metric

I′m fulla data, I keep you at a distance

I fight like vega, I'm a psych major, yeah

I study all great black voices

Sometimes it felt good when they made bad choices

And black schools had ratios

I′m Cool Hand Luke on the dual band radio

It said no innuendo

We sitting in the limo, like no problemo