pouring up, get me high living rough, hard to find make enough, satisfied live a punk, all my life I'm not done, always fight live like us, you will die when I'm dumb, I loose my mind look like bums, but always hype mission having fun succeed before lunch hold up I'm not done give me more til there's none I'd like four fine huns since four with crayons I got horned, pipe on knew for sore, all this long I need more, hope not wrong to the store, then my songs up my score, lifting off living short, i make it stop let me pour, all my shots imma score, someone hot always more, on the spot I look boring, but I'm not