10th Ave.

[Verse]

Woke up, everything was going right 'til it wasn’t

Clumsy, spill my guts, brain works just fine 'til it doesn’t

What constitutes enough, wanna get my mind straight buzzin'

Life’s like extra tough when you don’t got time or a husband

Mostly sober days, but I get real baked on occasion

Breakfast poker raise, I’ll see your eggs a side of bacon

Find me on my face, a load of fiction is what I’m taking

I mean honestly, would you like me more draped in an apron?

Hauling all my shit down 10th Avenue in a roller bag

Following the good times, how can you say no to that?

Taking all my troubles, pack 'em in a soda can

Caring what some prick thinks, homie I am over that

My mother says I’m gonna be great someday

But come to think of it I would rather bide my time and waste away

Hibernate, wish I believed in God it’d sould be nice to pray

Suddenly it’s my fucking job to bullshit on the mic all day

And I’m no Kanye, Barry Bonds, only hits I am making are ones on a bong

But not for too long, rather be drunk with the meaning of life on the tip of my tongue

Further than gone, dropped the baton, burning my bra in a pile of chiffon

Who do I love? Well not anyone, take my hot dog on a poppy seed bun

Frightened cause I got a lot of people counting on me

And I’m talking like an asshole, walking like a zombie

See, I heard a bunch of jokes but I couldn’t find them funny

Now I’m hanging by a thread of an untied bungee

Real sunny well I’m kinda like the opposite of that

I’m always good but it’d be nice to have the option to be bad