Slothface - Second Hand Smoke lyrics

[Verse 1: Dratchface] Slothface blowing that secondhand smoke It was all fun and games until the devil had both over for supper And he told em that's enough of that Even though they're much hepper than all those other cats But what of Dratch? Won't he get cancer in his throat? Will he choke himself and leave the answer in his note? Man, I ain't suicidal, just blue and idle (And if he chokes, it'll be on all the food in his piehole) That's sadder than the key of D minor Harold on the mix, no one could be finer His stee dynamite, and he's high like tree climbers Dratch's flow got holes like he has three vaginas Huh, he should be so lucky I'd have people climbing over each other to f** me But it would be mostly gross dudes Dratch about to disappear like a ghost [Sampled audio] “You know we're living in a society! We're supposed to act in a civilized way!” “If this is allowed to go on, this is not a society! This is anarchy!"