​when life gives you oranges, rhyme em with “foreign jizz”

[Intro]
Mic-Mic-Mic Check One
Mic-Mic-Mic-Mic Check One, Two
Mic-Mic-Mic-Mic Check One
Mic-Mic-Mic-Mic Check One, Two
Uh!

[Verse]
Find me by the bridge
Puffing on a doobie trying to decide if I exist
Feeling dryer than the ditch I climb inside when I forget
That nothing matters, anyhow, so why do I even persist?
Try to find a silver lining, peel the skin up off the oranges
Life is fucked before me, it's covered up in foreign jizz
This ain't War and Peace, this is warm piss, torn this
Here series of concerns is but a boring list, it's core remiss
An empty box, within an empty box
A hefty Glock ready cocked with the safety off
Pressed against my temple feel like I've already lost
Mountains way up out my reach, the sea I've never ever crossed
Try to organize the chance, try to betray random
No I ain't some great's grand sum but someone's great grandson
Right
The thoughts dried but my pain hasn't

[Hook]
Tuck the piece behind my back and observe the waves crash
Tuck the piece behind my back and observe the waves crashing
Tuck the piece behind my back and observe the waves crash
Tuck the piece behind my back and observe the waves crashing

(Piece behind my back and observe the waves crashing)