Cinco De Mayo

I can't believe
Is this the world I breathe?
Those motherfuckers will believe anything they see
So you ask, "how do we solve this?"
Just quit your bitchin', just be bitter against the vogue that starts
I can't stand to be this way
BE THIS WAY!
My face is blemished
But this world's much worse than me
I can't seem to change your ways
You say you're living
But the intakes worse than you think

Comfort this disease
My heads still spinning from the pills I took today

Everyday when I step outside my ethics seem to fade
Do I really belong here?
With her lust in my mouth and my mind shot to the sky
We'll get lost, we'll take shots, we'll induce ourselves
With notions that are standard and made current by the lack of svelte
And what we've felt
So please read the following

And go, I wanna see all of you

LET THE BEAT DROP!

OLE!