2-Wheeler

On my 2-wheeler Souped up after seeing your parachute dealer Free fall, and hearing a truth serum I get the news clearer She's not the one for you As i hold the booze nearer It's not so much what i look like, but who's mirror Smashed glass the battle collateral, become animal Fast cash for casual cattle to kick a half ass I pull through last laugh cul-de-sac bull's tombs Holding back 'til i shoot a full moon A galaxy to make me the starry-eyed argyle barfly Searching far and wide for the start line Asking who's on our side, a far cry From an archive of albums on a hard drive Can't trace the sediments, flush away the evidence I set the precedent, my time to shine My time to make a mess of it Every time i level up, the devil struts by With a kettle, cup and saucer Wanting to be boss or a friend or a doctor But i'm trying to get proper If i could foster better environments i might prosper Rhyme royal like chaucer, fly like a saucer Everyone's an imposter when i'm the whole roster But sometimes i just don't bother