Rancho Relaxo

[VERSE]
I soothe the soul like aloe vera, dearest peers hear a litany of lyrics ‘bout how I felt enmity for years towards the torpid, dormant, divorce-angsted, organs play oriental choral shit in the morning, to wake to mania with Lacy laying with me or another bitch replacing her, anyway it shakes down to me playing another lady, lazing in the Mercedes, glaze in my eyes making me wavy when I don’t wanna be wavy, gotta work at 8, gettin too old for playing games & Amy please don’t hate me I just wanted to lay you baby, though you’re imaginary I’m too high on raspbеrry lean to gather what you mean to mе, don’t bother meeting me, I’m not a creep but only once a week, weakness in my knees from seeing Cici taking off her DCs & her beanie, hopping in the seats to watch TV but goodness me I’m not as seemly as it seems to be.. (nope..)
I’d consider limiters for the listeners cuz his spitting in different temperatures leads to peaking & Jiminy Cricket his indica is the shit to hit when you’re pissed at your kids, Christopher Robin, godfather to all these fuckin twits..
Twigs to branches giving tree grew to only take it..
Whichever hand lifts at me is gettin amputated..
Slanted antennas search for service in the trailer home, I get high & find myself reminded of it though..
In the Rancho Relaxo where I’d go to see pops..
In the Rancho Relaxo where I’d go to see my fucking pops..
Yeah...