The ship’s sinking and the captain sleeps
I’ve been steady drinking since new year’s eve
I got the whole lot of nothing but it’s all for me
Saving my pennies for the lottery
I’m a kingpin baby don’t take no job
Then I go buzz buzz all around your hive
And that’s just cause I was born to die
And it’s with much love that to say goodbye
I solve catch 22 with the colt ‘45
When the rent's due and there’s nowhere to hide
So where do you go when your soul is rotting?
I’ma get high till I hit rock bottom

All or nada
Through hell and high water
Gotta do what I gotta
I’ma get high till I hit rock bottom
On another through hell and high water
Gotta do what I gotta
I’ma get high till I hit rock bottom
Let me hit some, let me hit some

The tent's burning and the pope is dead
Should I save the day or hit the opes instead
I stay loyal to the foil
Burt Reynolds, making ladies of the ’80 just tremble
Bitch you can’t get close to
Me and my Ferrarri Testa Rosa
Nowa days they shave that chocha
Strict regiment of cigarettes and soda
And I ain’t even talking about cola
I freak hoes like a cop meets quota
What do you do when you’ve been forgotten?
I’ma get high till I hit rock bottom
All or nada
Through hell and high water
Gotta do what I gotta
I’ma get high till I hit rock bottom
On another through hell and high water
Gotta do what I gotta
I’ma get high till I hit rock bottom