Church

Yo

Lollygag to church

It's the collar tag they sell as merch

Four Corvettes and a hearse

Foreign currencies in the alligator purse

The game is not the game, it's just how it works

Called off the search on the first

He's not missing, he's just on the road, mythical merc

Observed the universe and put it in verse

A little sip won't hurt

Sprint turned to a tiptoe

Sky bleed like a snow cone

Paddle past the threshold and fuck up the ozone

They said it can't get colder than cold

Paid the plug in crypto, hit him with the"I'll get you back soon bro"

Watch your friends turn old and call when it's critical

Spliffs turn medicinal when it's right, the Knight of Faith's steed runs on spite

The privilege to just watch and relish in the leftover light

Just name your price

Might budge if it's too nice to pass up

I trap laughter and let the room evolve

The huddle warm but you won't fit like Orenthal

We're really with it, you a Dolezal

The sweeter psalms keep it smitten

Look me in my eyes and tell me I'm not kidding

The sickness took a minute to set in

The wise guys turn to a best friend

And ghosts

Meet me at the coast if you bout it

Quit doing the most and enjoy silence

A toast

To the ending we never had a moment to hold

The wise man, the truly philosophical man

Is the man who is entirely in control of his own soul

Who takes utter and complete moral responsibility for his actions

And is indifferent to everything else

Not because he doesn't care about other people

Not because he doesn't care about the felicity of the entire human species

But because it's not under his control