It's 3 to 10 the pigs are here   Give me 10 seconds to slam my beers   No wounded soldiers kill them all   The pigs found me in a bathroom stall   They called me an addict, fucking alcoholic   Now I got bread and water, slamming   In a room with padded walls   I was very much alive when I stepped off of the southwest   Thinking about the brew that is cool, cause we keep it in fridge, yes   It's about six the fix, the fix running   I drop the beat kid you keep it bumping   Suzie's friends dropping hints, what am I supposed to do   All the rooms are taken and the bitch's got a curfew   Barely 18 and bro she's a freak   I think she needs a piece of this 420 Geek   All the rooms are taken, well there's always the backseat   Keep that caddy rocking, well there's always the backseat   Let's take this from the top cause on top's where I like to be   Let me introduce you to my headboard girly   On the queen size we're doing our thing   Crack! There goes the boxspring   Mama's knocking on the door "Who do you got in there?"   "It's that god damn lucky boy!" Mama just wants to share   I'd have given it to her mom, but daddy-o he had a shotgun   Oh shit, your mama's knocking, well there's always the backseat   Officer R. Cappelan treating me like a felon   Don't make me get crazy on you like Curtis Mellin