Huffing Raid cans with Satanic lads

Tranqs up to 11

Huffing 7 spraycans of Raid so my breath kills flies

Big bags, make bank, supersize it like the fries

Morgan Spurlock had, remember he lied?

Sure he ate Maccers but sustained primarily a booze diet

Apu’s place type affair my fridge and bare cupboards

Shit from 1998 still there

Sure dust it off and put it in the oven

You can trust a dog, they’ve got you covered

Don’t mind the brown stuff, think it used be mustard

Thought they were angels, turned out buzzards

I’m pushing her buttons like a smart guy with a buzzer

Fun quiz with the company

Crunch culture and I’m in good company

Club lovers sleep less, go off like microwave ovens.

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