Fuck It

[Intro] Uh oh oh hey I didn't see you there Welcome to sunny Wells, Maine Pass me the blunt (yeah I got a boner, bitch) [Verse 1] Back when I was sipping Sunny D Watching "Harry and the Hendersons" Oshkosh jeans, and the Dimetapp medicine Life was good and oh so simple No girls, no weed, no police, no pimples And now it's red stripe 'til I can't stand up I dont bluff, I'm in Maine like horse dandruff I could burn my mouth and still not suck With the bank account negative a million bucks And even when I'm drunk I spit resilient stuff And I date a Kennebunker who gives brilliant fucks Similarly early life made me as such Heyo what? I've been bonkers since Tonka trucks Is he spizzy? is he nuts? the locals are unsure No fur, just ash stains on the sweatshirt Who besides Spose had a flow so pure Before the Red Sox reversed that curse in '04 say [Chorus] Fuck it If you're with me or you just got meds for your STDs say Fuck it One life to live and one million more nose rips to give say Fuck it If you ain't got paid or you ain't got laid in one hundred days say Fuck it Spizzy Spose You're damn right I keep it bimpin [Verse 2] White dude, nikes Suburban living where the blunts half-pipes be Quite abundant night life unlively Glove compartment got febreeze and visene VCR-TV combo not widescreen And Mike V hustles trees unidly 12 year olds fake ID's Rich dads keep their yards tidy Shall I proceed? (mmhmm) Alrighty We got wealth disproportionate Teen suicide, no need for Kevorkian Dope people mixed with should've been abortioned kids Wells, Maine from the casket to the orphanage And back again, I'm from the place where the wives scream Redneck fists aren't soft like Ice Cream Police lights shine bright white Everynight like, Jesus Christ light beams And the radio sucks, so turn up the Outkast [Chorus] [Verse 3] I've been dope with these rants Since everybody rocked JNCO pants Justin, JC, and Lance used to blare At every Junior High Dance While my mom was in the basement watering plants With the xenon lights, rural life ain't polite Welcome to the jungle stash the weed by the grundle My buddy mumbles that the cop probably knows his uncle Get it dropped like a fumble I said, "that shit's bimpin" 5'8" eyes dilate when I'm baked Guidos in tuxedos buy steaks at high rates For Christ sake, American parents are irate Cause they've all seen their daughters gyrate on myspace I'm on the couch, passed out Being an ass clown But they say that Spose kid Is dope with his mouth In fact the illest illestest since social studies syllabus Before islamic militants were killing us [Chorus] [Outro] Can't afford a hat, I wear a bucket Kicked out my mom's house, fuck it On the mic i used to sucking reluctant But not no more Fucked a lot of girls,but not no whores Freestyle, used to kick it F4 I can kick it up in my moms door At my dad's house, i got a bad mouth From the Wells, Maine area Sicker than malaria Cause mass hysteria in your area Fucking coming out your stereo When you're bumpin I mean something like that, bimpin [P Nut's "TJ Quit" voicemail]