Thawed Out

Scabs on my fingers from day laboring My wallet stay paper thin You mistook Reality The way I play pretend A different flavor that I made it in Hey you must book A gallery The way you paint I wish I could see the look On your face if you took Home my salary from the bank And that's why I act so irrationally to a stain But deep down I'm happy Which you're mad at me for saying I am broke but never broken now Broken vow I was never joking how To turn a cash cow to an awoken cow Awakened As-salamu alaykum Think I'm skipping on the bacon Blowing smoke in Okinowa Sounds like a dream All I need Is a geisha Bringing her home Introduce her to Mother Nature Maybe bring her to another Earth In an era of the dirt Doing area of turf If I'm losing you or boring you or airing out my shirt Where it needn't be aired Don't put me on the air But if I'm not Riding the wave Because you're scared Of what people may think It makes it hard to compare Which I know you love to do All of you I could shit for longer than your span lasts Even with cholera Blink, blink Wait, better catch up If it wasn't digested Then it's getting retched up You're getting stitched up While I'm getting sketched up By a guy, sick of drawing Want to leave to get grub "Wanted Murder Culprit: Kodiak Kyle Cash bounty On the loose On a pony back, wild" Joanie Had a pony Tail I got her cognac, mild Rode her like a pony now I'm talking throw-it-back style I get an over-the-shoulder smile Then I'm yanking on it like on the night I gave her my vow Ooh oooh oooh oooh I think I'm going to an island Or at least A peninsula Pencil ya In if that means That there's no convincing ya Penici- Llin and screens Leave them behind I'sa Iso- Late myself, I'm the only one of my kind I said I'm breakin' For Jamaican My mood a Be Bermuda Say "Amen" For a Cayman I scuba In Aruba The drama In Bahama Is next to none That's when there's no commitments Only sex and fun And all the Palm trees And the coconuts hang low And my palms free Up for a little tango With a bad thing though Never seen an Anglo Want to get to know the angle Of my dangle I feel like a BangBro She said she could sing to me Cause this thing could be Distinctly Confusing to me Or it just might be true love What them love pipes like, love? Make me move up In the world, who, what When, where, too tough Three W's all she need, saying "screw love" Cause I'm the only one she'd ever want to make a fool of And staying cool With a school of Fish about the only thing I need to make a rule of Some cool buds A cool buzz And buds In my coolers And blue fuzz On the tips of cues, at the pool clubs Billiard hall Ya sillier all A sudden When I fill your tall Glass with something But I never ask for nothing When my daydream breaks, the closest Resort is Massanutten Grasping fucking Straws now Think I need to lay the law down And when I saw LAW In Cali he had thawed out And getting out of dodge Nothing I had thought out I'm beyond hope Beyond help Beyond doubt The bummiest Scummiest Bonafide So I hit Hawaii on the Kona side My thumb up when I want a ride