Texty
Running first base
Running into trouble
Running out of liquor
Still dripping down my stubble
Fumble life's idea
Of perfection
Boy you goofy
Adolecíent
I'm ancient
Check the brackets
You at the top
Well not for long
Aye
Like a Cherry
Boy you'll get popped
Like boyel
No Charles
Like Marilyn
No Manson
Ya
Aye
Who you trust
This yo mans
Boy a bust
I trust the dirt
That covers me
Six feet deep
So nobody bothers me
When it's over
I hope the undercover
Stop praying on the soul I sold
Caskets covered
In platinum plated gold
Running first base
Running into trouble
Running out of liquor
Still dripping down my stubble
Fumble life's idea
Of perfection
Boy you goofy
Adolecíent
I'm ancient
Check the brackets
You at the top
Ha
Well not for long
Written by: Brandon Gascon
