Rock Bottom

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