Eighty percent beer

[darkmastere4]

I want you to know it's a little fucked up,
That I'm stuck here waitin', no longer debatin'

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But fuck em, he knows the code
This is twenty percent skill
Eighty percent beer
Be a hundred percent clear cuase he is still ill