[i got influenza]

[kazablanka]

i don't want to be difficult
or one of those goody-two-shoes
(too late to fit into those)
i don't want to be a puritan killjoy
i've killed my share of braincells smoking crack
(or whatever it was i was putting up my nose)
and i sure as hell ain't preaching
(cause what do i know, i got no plan)
but it just isn't funny to me anymore
the meth-lab vicodin humor
(coming from a grown man)
unless you're House or Holmes or May
there must be better ways
for you to pass the time
but then who am i to talk
when i just sit around
and rhyme