Fresh Produce

(Intro) This feels so good, like this song feels good (Verse) Sunny days used to come around like blue moons One in a million, cause I made it rain a monsoon Dirty dishes in the sink, liquor on my breath Dirty women in my sheets, counting my regrets Got my liver wanna tweak, I tell him be a champ My trip to Malibu is jaded by some stomach cramps Tourin' in my Box' because it's cheaper than a rental van Talk about my bookin', Chris the Fuckin' live bury 'em Visit girls aquariums, then socially I bury 'em Not that I'm cold hearted, I just don't know how to manage 'em Callin my number any second, never use my planner much Playn this to school cause yo momma been a fan of us And I thank her cause I wanna be on the road again Gettin' high off life and ragin' daily at my shows again Bumpin' old Thelonius and causing pandemonium Know my future televised, get them cameras rocused in (Hook) So we reach to the sky for a piece of the pie I just wanna taste Never be satisfied cause we down for the ride Till I be put to sleep Ooooh, keep floating on Ooooh, keep floating on Smiles eventually fade I still remember the day I Came to see a wonderful place You ain't gotta ask for it, it was made here for us Smiles eventually fade I still remember the day I Came to see a wonderful place You ain't gotta ask for it, it was made here for us (Verse) If it's Saturday I'm 'laxin Fiendin' pizzas and some aspirin Eating out the box because we ran all outta napkins Blaming all my problems on relations in the past when My beauty was Medusa, had me fatally attracted Play some Marvin Gaye, you know your momma put me on Dip before I tip, you said your momma wasn't home Turned a silly love story to a well-recorded porn Now I'm on the road touring feeling sad you can't enjoy it (Hook)