Oolong

I got a buddy that makes everything up as he goes If he ain't done it before then he's gonna dip his toe I got a buddy that won't do something that he doesn't know One thing out of place? Ready to go See what I'm saying? (Yeah) I got a buddy that loves reading the horoscopes Pulling out a chart and mapping shit like a pro I gotta buddy that fucked everything high and low Till he found his queen and that cured his soul What do you want from an anxious body? (Huh) A future earth filler Slow rhymer Ex drug dealer In the basement getting sloppy Like joes or blow jobs Flow cold can you handle bars? No Flobots My lead paint colored calligraphy's not to be touched Toxicity be sweeping chiefly and such Hey, uhh, who are you? Tell me something I need to know it doesn't matter Cause we'll all turn to dust Who knows the right way to skip around this rock, babe? It ain't me, I'll never know (Blah blah blah) I said I'll never know (Blah blah blah) I drink my cup of tea each day, until I make it to the passageway Hey, no one's safe (Blah blah blah) And that's okay (Blah blah blah) If I die today I'd be an excellent ghost Best friends with Whoopi G and making pottery bowls I'm a natural it's true But since I'm still oxygen positive My prominent dominance of onomatopoeia's and homonyms Sonnets and odd phonologies? Honest, I'm Robert Frost with Oscar Wilde's love for phallic offerings A modest genius Because genius is Sob-jective I mean subjective - you get it Moondancing around the sun, feeling heady and headless Who knows the right way to skip around this rock, babe? It ain't me, I'll never know (Blah blah blah) I said I'll never know (Blah blah blah) I drink my cup of tea each day Until I make it to the passageway No one's safe (Blah blah blah) And that's okay Hey, yeah