The airport incident

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Hey kids how's it going

I'm your local drug dealer

Im strapped with bombs

I can explode like a creeper :)



During the days

I drive a white pickup

The only thing I drink out of

Is a double styrofoam cup



I mix the sprite with codeine

It creates a muddy sizz-urp

Im sort of depressed because I just

Went through a heavy breakup



I'll eat anything or any burger - as long as it isn't pork

I remember 911 it took place - in, New York



When I was going to my jet

They stopped me by the airport

I started panicking maybe they knew

I hadn't finished my yoghurt



I asked the officer what he wanted

He begged for my passport

I unloaded my 30 because

That was my last resort