[Verse 1]
I've been drinking far too much
Guess that's why I lost my touch
Such thoughts came out as such
Jumping through topics like double Dutch
I started off with a couple beers
Beginnings with a couple cheers
But then began my biggest fear
Control I couldn't even steer
The smoke hurts every time
So I'm here writing every rhyme
I can't reach my god damn prime
So I better write some decent chimes
Sit down, take a shot of captain
Make sure English looks like Latin
I become the rum assassin
And burn through it with a passion
With a passion

[Pre-Verse]
Maybe I could take a trip to the hamptons
Morgan can arm the cannons
Cause I don't know what just happened
So let's go down to Southampton

[Verse 2]
Drained down mainly alcohol poison
Straight 'til My head hears voices
So in time I remain frozen
Oh boy, this is an annoyance
A fuckin annoyance
I can't deal with anymore of this shit
The only thing I can get wet is my dick
I can get completely over with
The captain and strikes got me into this paranoia
Even though I remain fucking royal
After all the plans have been soiled
Even if it means being fuckin' loyal

[Verse 3]
I'm remembering all the shitty clothes
I guess that's just how this shit goes
Assuming a lifestyle could be dealin coke
Mornings in the living room covered in snow
We aspire to be above the common joes
Wanting to fuck the girls with the perfect pose
No options for cash begin perfecting your flow
Green is the worst reason to say your woes
Desperation makes you want to sell your soul
And all for what? Just a white nose?
Seeking forgiveness on your knees in between rows
I've become the Van Gogh of polyphonic prose
Do you aspire change of what of which created us
99% of our decisions based on greed and lust
Limited in conversation, limited in topics in which to discuss
Praying now a days seems completely superfluous
Hip hop seems to be the basis for free speech
Now, I only wish that it would speak back to me
I speak of nobody else, but the main deity
I'd accept the declarations with any uncertainty

[Verse 4]
Intellectual writings of a depressed genius
Brought up thoughts only for convenience
Just as god, I am the last thing from lenient
I do await respect from the ones with knowledge and obedience
Destroying our brain with alcohol and drugs
Using smoke to deteriorate the lungs
Making regular arguments look like battlefront
Cause the apocalypse now but I'd rather not be so blunt
This is the epiphany I've always felt
Realization that'll make you melt
I'm gonna be the first dude to hang myself
With a god damn Versace belt