u can hit ya bong as much as ya want,
an tell yaself its only cause rollin a blunt takes to long,
but whateva u do dont kid yaself,
ur jus practicing on suckin my dong,
but i aint gay, jua aint that way,
ill never be like that,
no matter how much u offer to pay,
an as for treason,
jus gimme a reason not to blow away tha reason,
fer probation an tha loss of my freedoms,
an i do it all fer a laugh an a lil fun,
an when all tha haters are dead an gone,
u can be left to eternal shun,
iz that ur worst fear to be along,
skinned to tha bone,
an left fer dead bleedin to death,
i hate tha world,
i hate society,
i hate a government that iz gonna lie to me,
so ill help ya die like me,
dead inside,
my soul lies behind,
i pt my heart aside,
to spread my word,
so u can neva hide,
an how can i be blind if im tha only to realize,