When I Was High

[Verse 1]:
This dusty town’s had me runnin round in hexigons, looking for directions to the letters of the lexicon, browsing my selection feeling sure that there is something wrong, all the while… walking down to see what I am steppin on. Standardly proceeding to a place amongst the alphabet, stringing up a sentence that will start with the letter F, fantastic Farma formed the fashion for the pharaoh child, this is not your future I’m your father and I’m fuckin wild, I’ll have you scratching out your eyes with Edward scissor hands, n tearing em to shreds like origami made with bread n jam, this ain’t the season to be cheerful so I fix a smile and turn it upside down with razor blades and blunt nail files… my head is spinning like a sorcer over Mexico, I’m watching army aeroplanes with broken down telescopes attacking dickheads with a crowd of angry antelopes and stabbing you to death with the horns of fucking Jericho…

[Hook]:
When I was high I lost my mind and never made it back, so now I spit the crazy shit for people all across the map… now it’s a must that I proceed with the assumption, that music is a drug and it’s Pang on productions… what I’m seeking is some self medication, it’s music from the corner on a daily operation, now it’s a must that I proceed with the assumption that music is a drug and it’s Pang on Productions…

[Verse 2]:
This is no reason to be tearful or be sad at all, I’m mostly just reminding you the suckers they can lick the balls… I’m levels up above you other dudes so please excuse the view, when I shit from an altitude, this ain’t a mystery that Agatha is solving, who killed originality’s the murder your involved in… now take a look into the story that’s evolving, it’s mayhem with machetes drawn as dawn is approaching. So fuck an S upon my chest as a slogan, I sit and wonder why the fuck was I chosen? I’m just a spanner in the works of David Banner gone berserk, I see the world through the eyes of Hulk Hogan… king of the ring that hovering on two fingers, high Farma’s an future and the limit is the fucking sky… this is the part that I am playing just to see me through and really you know me as well as I could ever know you…

[Hook]:
When I was high I lost my mind and never made it back, so now I spit the crazy shit for people all across the map… now it’s a must that I proceed with the assumption, that music is a drug and it’s Pang on productions… what I’m seeking is some self medication, it’s music from the corner on a daily operation, now it’s a must that I proceed with the assumption that music is a drug and it’s Pang on Productions…