I ain’t ever experienced the goosebumps
Around shallow bitches and loose cunts
My primitive brain must chase like Mario
But it’s probably the worst case scenario

I’m outta sorts and my hair’s like a dry mop
And pushing my luck taking a few sly pops
I’ll probably get a drink thrown over my top
‘Cause I just opened a new bottle, why stop?

I drink vodka until I’m buzzed like light year
At unit levels that most people...