Time^2

[Chorus]

Lord, Lord, Lord

Well, well, well, well, well

Help me cleanse my sins

Help me lift this spell

Mmm, mmm

Mmm

[Verse 1]

We fight demons from our past only to face new monsters

I ask, are we comatose or unconscious?

My top spin's perpetual, make the connection

You sleep cause reality bites, inception

Protection orders for my Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

Molested Mexican daughters, stretch across the border

The streets paved in gold often fade

When the paint they use to pave the streets is henna

And greener is the grass on the other side

Except for when that other side is geno

Or sewer, you smile while you sippin' a cup of Kahlua

That makes me wanna mainline a fucking fifth of Dewars

I'm trying to utilize my time to shine here

I realize we only have limited time here

Dudes on my line tryna sell me a timeshare

That'll be me with a nine losin' my mind in Time Square

Like, "Is this how you wanna treat me?"

You know what this business was before you hired me

A piece of shit

Everybody on the floor right now

Everybody get the fuck down

[Chorus]

Lord, Lord, Lord

Well, well, well, well, well

Help me cleanse my sins

Help me lift this spell

[Verse 2]

La-la-la-last ye-ye-year, they hired me

And this-s-s-s we-we-we-we-week the-the-they fired me

And I g-g-g-got all these b-b-b-b-bills to pay

And what the f-f-f-f-fu-f-f-fuck am I supposed to say?

T-t-t-t-to my wife she's p-p-p-p-pregnant

And if the kid does not go to college, his life's irrelevant

And my-my-my melanin-n-n-n makes me a felon

And-nd I just wanna take this fuckin' c-c-crack and sell it

To the planet

Panic, I'm a manic depressive mechanic that manages to frantically do damage

To his brain with Xanax and it's like the word "Anxiety" is branded panoramic

To the back of my eyelids in a variety of fonts

Arial, Bold, Gothic

Lost it in Time Square and going home is not an option

Is this illusion optic?

Perhaps it's just a chemical reaction with my Zoloft and acidophilus

The section of my brain that forms sentences isn't operative

Danger, danger, danger, Will Robinson

A bizarre ride, Pharcyde, Fatlip, Collagen

My tolerance is volatile and it feels like I'm losing oxygen

[Chorus]

Lord, Lord, Lord

Well, well, well, well, well

Help me cleanse my sins

Help me lift this spell

Mmm, mmm

Mmm