Jak Tripper
Milk In Urine
Milk in urine, pasta in my tea
Oysters in ice cream, jelly in eggs
Peanuts in mayonnaise, hamburgers in whipped cream
There's milk in my urine, come and get me

Pennyroyal sit by the ?? for warmth
Meditate to rock accords
Ingesting Ramen salts
Eating good, not at all
Sliced bread, beans and rice, cheap pasta sauce
Rolling goblin moss
Dumping Guts by Box with Vodka Cough
AM zombie spit a few joints for the brood, rocks are off
Bed head 70's like The Commodores
My body's sweating the trip out, and seeped in sacked
Breathing deep, heaving crack
Being me is like being trapped climbing head first into a zipped sleeping bag
Head count for acid heads, I'm just keeping tabs
At shows I feel like I'm teaching class
Human cartoon when my eyes move, it sounds like a squeegee cleaning glass
I be in labs screaming like glycine mad
Cut out my own epinephrine for my neck to eat my gland
They call me Abram Hoffer
You ate a blotter? A plain basin washer
Taking poppers examination late
Burner turn your face to solder
Flows like Ogdru Jahad, awaken monsters
Neighbors watch me come out of my house and look like an elderly shaking conjure
Block burnt, make cake and cobbler
My mom's crazy like Sarah Connor
Go to Hell I'm waiting proper
Kicking rocks stain my Converse
My storm cloud coloring black and brown
Hovering Hades wrapped in clouds
Burglarize you and trap your house
I don't write songs I drag them out
Make rappers drag it out
Bag 'em and drag them out
I don't want a mansion, I want a town
Like Jones bowl put half em down
I sleep in piles of newspapers in the trash and mounds
At my shows fans camp on grounds
Crows feet below Anton's crown
I'll shoot speed with a turkey baster, I can't stop now
All work no play, I can't clock out
My shit's dark, dead body blood-clot brown

(It's medication time...)