Doctorshopping

This song is dedicated to the Hungry Spot. R.I.P. I watched this kid the other day with his face melting off Porridge in his politics, cozy in his socks So many downers he's asleep in his pizza Peterin' awake to passed out with each piece And the cheese dripping off the ketamine scrunch With his eyes sunk heavy in their bunks Imaginary weight lullin' him down, heavy as the nevermind Everyone has come to crown in our tippin' lifetime Path-find, half-arsed, half mind ticking over Last laugh comes when the pleasure dome cracks Etiquettes slacks coal black in the turbines Wind power couldn't blow this kid to his feet So nature takes a back seat to endorphins Pumpin' so rapidly this cat still gurns while he's snoring Looks at me laughin' like I'm law enforcement Like I don't understand why being high's important? It ain't new, kiddo, don't pretend you're the biz When I was that wasted I didn't know shit I ain't being arrogant, some of us have to go Through a chemical phase to outer the blues But it ain't new, kiddo, don't pretend you're the biz When I was that wasted I didn't know shit That's all I'm saying, that's all I'm saying Going doctorshoppin' so often it's odd to be off 'em Clockin' on boffins of toxins offered for profit, make your speech lag Pharmaceuticals built for farm animals Into the k-hole we go, bro, stay close Post your status to a cable car Headed to the same destination, information graveyard We blaze vacant, haze makeshift, painstakin' Delayed greyness, empty void gazes Animal injectin', runnin' with the stallions Passed out on barstools, inanimate database Cosy as the pillow talk followin' the drop And the bliss on the ventricles when pill seal pop I'll admit to myself I still really wanna be him Stardom 'til the last stage callin' "carpe diem" Dude's data's on some C++ when I see him Always hungry on that coke crust lust I'd pay to be in But it ain't new, kiddo, don't pretend you're the biz When I was that wasted I didn't know shit I ain't being arrogant, some of us have to go Through a chemical phase to outer the blues But it ain't new, kiddo, don't pretend you're the biz When I was that wasted I didn't know shit That's all I'm saying, didn't know diddly-squat Alright? So now I'm all growns up and the highs all suck And I'm tryna cut back on the ones they can tax And I'm fiending in secret for a rush I could touch Like a thick cloud from the time when the buzz was heavy In it's petting on a level of adrenaline In heaven with an unsettled vendetta tellin' me to Hug everybody 'til the thug turn trend setter Marshmallow world in a fleece sweater Two fat bricks from the Hungry Spot Thirty second cream charge, eight per lot Eight times thirty seconds worth its bucks But now I'm too fuckin' old for a nitrous influx It ain't new, kiddo, don't pretend you're the biz When I was that wasted I didn't know shit I ain't being arrogant, some of us have to go Through a chemical phase to outer the blues I understand, dude Just don't be a douche