On my 2-wheeler
Souped up after seeing your parachute dealer
Free fall, and hearing a truth serum
I get the news clearer
She's not the one for you
As i hold the booze nearer
It's not so much what i look like, but who's mirror
Smashed glass the battle collateral, become animal
Fast cash for casual cattle to kick a half ass
I pull through last laugh cul-de-sac bull's tombs
Holding back 'til i shoot a full moon
A galaxy to make me the starry-eyed argyle barfly
Searching far and wide for the start line
Asking who's on our side, a far cry
From an archive of albums on a hard drive
Can't trace the sediments, flush away the evidence
I set the precedent, my time to shine
My time to make a mess of it
Every time i level up, the devil struts by
With a kettle, cup and saucer
Wanting to be boss or a friend or a doctor
But i'm trying to get proper
If i could foster better environments i might prosper
Rhyme royal like chaucer, fly like a saucer
Everyone's an imposter when i'm the whole roster
But sometimes i just don't bother