Yeah

So make way for the (bashmen)
We now hittin' critical mass with no attachments
Lessons learned, years burned burning bridges
I'm here at the edge of the cliff with three wishes
No genie, still I'm greedy as a motherfucker
This [?] clutch has got me clucking for a double vodka
Another (cockshort on board) with no values
How are you gonna pay for a lifetime of no value?

I'm tryin to gauge my mortality
But inside I know I'll never die
I'm trying to run from this benality
New generation, I'm a different guy

So you can keep on challenging
But it sounds like you're just babblin' on
The storm it keeps on unravelling
Till I see that ass in fucking Babylon