Do Not Spill
Sometimes I think about you-
like I think of lean,
depending on how I mix it-
I could get your pink smile
or a purple grin,

My patience never runs thin-
like coke users who where
huge enough to be 3 of me,

I'm probably unimportant-
but as I breeze...
I crave your taste-
from the lady with a white coat
and a degree,

Your beauty is visible-
I can see the number of cows
before you speak,
I guess I ain't sober-
pour me more codeine
Do Not Spill.