Notes from the Underground

Notes from the underground, don’t fuck around

I know you’re wondering when you’re gonna become a motherfucker now

Now let me shut it down

It’s little Steve, I’m number one - I’m number now

I wanna do some things and I’ma find out 

After I motherfuckin fuck around

With my summer sound

I fuck it up

Obligatory shut it down 

My wretched passion’s, oy, so acute

Damn - check out the fashion, the boy is a beaut 

Ay, you know we…

.38, .22, .9 - I shoot

Complete with instructions to shoot 

Complete with instructions to boot

Fuck me? 

No motherfucker fuck you

Complete

With instructions to boot

Fuck me?

No motherfucker fuck you

Get green, indeed

Get fucking green, like I’m a … HUE!

Ay…. 

You know we…

I made some choices lost my voice

I think I’m Ariel - in the underground that crown, it mean a burial 

It was a few had the view took it arial

I had Flu/flew to a new, bacterial 

I’ve been milking going against the grain like cereal

I wonder how I ever fuckin saw a damn peer in you

Peer in you

Peer in you 

Peer in you

I had to thaw before God let the cold appear in you

I was a warm hearted guy, used to love to cheer for you

Now I’m a perforated individual, too tearful 

Lord knows I wanna kill you…