Road Kill

You're not drunk enough if you can count to 30 She had put 4 down already, go birdy Got me, my accessory A pretty idiot mixing alc and ecstasy And I'm shot Is that all you got Digging through her purse and all I found was some pot Jameson reserved the urge to be creeping back soon I know there's cocaine being sniffed in that bathroom She just sneered looked at me retarded-eyed Am I lame? I'm sorry I lied Your aim is off so is your point of view When the hand of god pointed at you He said you were designed to grow up and go slut Gave you a pretty face, nice tits, and no butt If getting away with murder ain't the way to be Then getting bitches all rapey/rabies[?] okay with me Why would I care who's fake? I'm living major lies I don't relate, I placate, I plagiarize Save that talk for your friends or go home I know you're fly, I'm the shit and won't leave me alone The word storm kept her underwear warm Till she dripped on the floor then she slipped out the door And you like my circle I can tell Cause you're starry like Orion's belt I looked in death's eyes through my shades He winked and then ignored me One look in yours I know your lily white story I was underground like this buried garage A car came around better wizardry than Oz Slipped a 20 said thanks for taking care of this She jetted in a 9-11 like a couple terrorists And I know it's mundane I'm pharmaceutically lobotomizing my brain Co-sign don't need a notary Trying to steer with this bitch's head and hands all over me Come dummy I already took your lunch money Fed her on the 101 doing 120 And I'm driving trashed of course Like I'm the first white dude to crash a Porsche Even though my name's seen That shit's invisible compared to James Dean My report wouldn't be history Make sure I'm cremated so nobody can piss on me I should drop you off, call it a day I've got zero condoms anyway So where you going?