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[dribs]

I messed with Texas but didn't bring a towel
Don't get much sleep I'm more of a night owl
But I got an office job despite being a slob
Gotta bring in that dough rack up them lines of go
It feels like Jesus has parked his hotrod on my face
That's not a sexual metaphor I'm aiming not to distaste
When will you realize you must save yourself
Dont lie collecting dust on a bookshelf
So pump in that multi-v and go on a caffeine spree
The future is our's to be what it shall for you and me.