Well, Well, Well, Welcome, to the jungle
Launch pad, without a shuttle
It’s the halls of fame, that lead me
To the windows, of opportunity
Milked soaked, (your) cookie crumbles
The, easy, layup, fumble
Birdie, eagle, albatross
Parallel lines will never cross
Peat moss, now grows in your ears
Filters the noise, you been subjected too for years
“Cheap beer washes away, the bitter aftertaste
While guilt and shame, piles up like human waste”

We’re all sinners, some more than others
Truth hurts, lying to yourself’s much better (much better)
All sinners, some more than others
Truth hurts, lying to yourself’s much better(x2)

Solid Iron bars on kitchen windows, outlooks blue skies
Also, where I hang, my clothes up to dry
Game-over, to continue, press the start button
I’ll share my toothbrush, but not, my opinions
Rare jewel, exceptional, replicating, molecule
Burn it right off, with lighter fuel
First one to die, losses, will settle this
My words punch, harder than fists
Nosebleed evacuate, excess plasma
Volcanoes, drooling, rivers of burning lava
Thanks for shiting on my lawn, neighbor
It’s your fertilizer, that makes my grass greener

We’re all sinners, some more than others
Truth hurts, lying to yourself’s much better (much better)