Arizona and a snickers

Waking up at 5pm every day is hell
“gotta get your shit together” my parents tell me, well
Perhaps I’m not a human or a person at all
Just a couple trillion atoms stacked 5’8” tall

Metabolize, move, breath, drink and eat to function
Every event in the past provides my future compunction
Should quit smoking so much, must be my malfunction
Every consequence will someday come to the same junction

That sad bastard sitting on the tracks? Let’s see
There’s about seven billion humans sitting there with me
Waiting for the mach ten murdertrain to barrel
Thru our problems, quickly now deliver us from peril

I feel sterile, upset and a mess
But this music is my savior and I make progress
Slowly as I pummel through the jungles of concrete
My intention is to break convention not to mention this beat

Is lovely, so I guess it wasn’t bad
When both momma and stepmomma got divorced from my dad
And I’m not a meth baby, my water’s clean to drink
I’ve never known true hunger, and I’ve got a mind to think
What’s the problem?
Some days I feel like a fucked up little kid
In a set of circumstances caused by nothing that I did
But then my brain reminds me “yo, you know that’s not true
And the person in control of all this bullshit is you”
So meet me down at Boynton’s market and wear your shit-kickers
Some papers and a bic, arizona and a snickers
Hang out under the bridge, perform a little sacrilege
And someday we’ll look back and laugh up all the shit we did

Special thanks to
Radvillain
Sealab 2012
Stre cat
C@
Cat daddy
Phat cat
And Kitten
Catgang for life

You can kill me
But you can't kill the Will of Fire