Drip, Bones, Sesh
Solar cell on the roof
Make the world work for you
I reside out the loop
Words are better when they true
Ash fall and hit the roots
Of the willow tie my boots
Watch the wind assist the bloom
Trees sing my favorite tune
Now the birds chirping too
Like chiming ins a rule
Kids rather play with tools
Nowadays they says its cool
Feel safer with the heat drawn
Boy, Ill turn your heat off, then be gone, what?
Everybody always stressing bout the same shit
That When was that and who was there and what they say? shit
And we know it dont mean a thing, but we still do it anyway
There is no one else to blame but us
There is no one else to blame but us
We could look around for somebody to blame and still itd be the same
Lock the door today and stay inside and blame it on the rain
And that was about the first time I made a good Screwball Martooni, as they call it