FRIENDS ONLY
Alright, homeboys/girls, i'm going underground.
I don't look much like i used to, i don't act like i used to, and i'm looking to disappear from Elmhurst. I don't need this town's teen-depression bullshit. Some of the kids in this town ain't real and probably never will be. So fuck this, i'm out. I've made my friends here, but now i'm focused on Chicago and elsewhere.
This is to all the kids kickin' it in the 'burbs/To all the kids trying to pass of oregano as herb/To all the kids who smoke cigarettes like dirty words/This is a tribute to all the refuse that i see sitting on my city curbs/You kids couldn't keep your script together if i gave you tethers to clutch 'em in shitty weather like the mittens mommy pinned to your emo sweaters/So move over, this shit's grown folks' business, and i ain't about to give you credit because you pass out after a couple cups a Guiness/Quit this self-pity ADD wanna-be making your arms bleed bullshit, bitch, look at me when i say this/In fact, here's some adderral to help you focus on i why i don't take you serious/I heard you contracted oral herpes from having to many genital slurpees/And i'm hearing wack shit about your home life, like how you went home and wacked it after daddy got raped in a bar fight/And sure, okay, your poems are alright, but pappy's asshole'll never be quite as tight as me/Oh how rude of me, how lewd of me, i guess you'd better neuter me/'Cause your girly's pussy's glued to me/See the jism that I -ism ain't helping her see/They call me Houdini 'cause i spit shit then blind 'em with a rhyme scheme/My last name is Kreuger, the narcoleptic body remover/And when i'm through with you we'll have a little pillow talk/That is if you ain't still choking on my cock/You'd better buy some bandages because i don't think the EMS can handle this third degree burn/In fact, i torched you so bad, they ditched body bags and sent you home in an urn.
Friends only, fuckers.
Peace to the people on my list.
If you aren't on my list, but we're still cool, peace be with you too.
If anyone takes this personally, then you probably should.
Bounce.
I don't look much like i used to, i don't act like i used to, and i'm looking to disappear from Elmhurst. I don't need this town's teen-depression bullshit. Some of the kids in this town ain't real and probably never will be. So fuck this, i'm out. I've made my friends here, but now i'm focused on Chicago and elsewhere.
This is to all the kids kickin' it in the 'burbs/To all the kids trying to pass of oregano as herb/To all the kids who smoke cigarettes like dirty words/This is a tribute to all the refuse that i see sitting on my city curbs/You kids couldn't keep your script together if i gave you tethers to clutch 'em in shitty weather like the mittens mommy pinned to your emo sweaters/So move over, this shit's grown folks' business, and i ain't about to give you credit because you pass out after a couple cups a Guiness/Quit this self-pity ADD wanna-be making your arms bleed bullshit, bitch, look at me when i say this/In fact, here's some adderral to help you focus on i why i don't take you serious/I heard you contracted oral herpes from having to many genital slurpees/And i'm hearing wack shit about your home life, like how you went home and wacked it after daddy got raped in a bar fight/And sure, okay, your poems are alright, but pappy's asshole'll never be quite as tight as me/Oh how rude of me, how lewd of me, i guess you'd better neuter me/'Cause your girly's pussy's glued to me/See the jism that I -ism ain't helping her see/They call me Houdini 'cause i spit shit then blind 'em with a rhyme scheme/My last name is Kreuger, the narcoleptic body remover/And when i'm through with you we'll have a little pillow talk/That is if you ain't still choking on my cock/You'd better buy some bandages because i don't think the EMS can handle this third degree burn/In fact, i torched you so bad, they ditched body bags and sent you home in an urn.
Friends only, fuckers.
Peace to the people on my list.
If you aren't on my list, but we're still cool, peace be with you too.
If anyone takes this personally, then you probably should.
Bounce.