B-Flock

My chest is so flat You could use it as a table I never have muscle Cuz I'm not willing or able A yellow thumbtack is code for cruel and unusual I clean my fingers with a knife To get off greasy residue I'm sorry I don't know why i threw that at you A caterpillar on my neck What would you do I've been an entrepreneur since grade school Be happy i love you I'm sorry i want you to think I'm smart I used to get drove to whatever city as a kid And as id drive by trees I'd think if they'd be good to smoke Microscopic vision through a hat hole lens I'm just keeping my shoes clean Shoe shiners going broke Got some friends on an all tuna diet Got a new deck bet i try it Limp across the street like a fucking mad cow I'm sorry i want you to think I'm smart Standing by the stairs with a fucking gallon 1 on 1 then it's private, no ryan Bike hook now i'm swinging Don't try it Christmas lights on their face gone blind them Got a doctor in the water, in the aquarium Green ruler by his cage, he's no librarian Write not beer on the label of a 40 I'm sorry i want you to think I'm smart Chrome hair dye and a jungle print t-shirt Orange hair slicked back 2x4s in the dirt Red jeep look at me i can't fucking move Lucky charms a foamy dick stomping fucking turds Green tattoos so i cant come through i'm a fool again