And first off WHISKEY
Saved my motherfucking life
Hell yeah fucking right
We just a bunch of dizzy hippies
In the Drizzy era
And feeling lost as ever
And mama tell me how we get back

Because things don't feel the same as I remember them
And I just wanna go (x3)

Problems fucking building
Throwing rocks at stain glass ceilings, ceilings
What a feeling
I could captivate the youth
If I could 'radicate discretions
Weapons, let them falter
My babies at the alter
And lately I'm feeling arthr-itic
Fuck a critic, I'm coming sevenfold
I could've given you the ticket
But you will never know
Because I can't figure out the trick
To make you listen, listen
Nor can Joseph, Joseph
That's not a shot, that's just the image printed
Please don't misinterpret
Terprert*, I'm convinced that it's the serpent
Man he just loves to get you open
Bitch, you open

...

(scattered rhythms)
Because nights they get so cold these days