Thank you for the hospitality, nice couch, warm sheets I'm gonna get some sleep, but I'll peep the place in the morn Be forewarned, I'm tipsy There was a young miss that tipped me overboard And now I'm drowning in cheap vodka, I'm torn Whether to smoke some more, I pour a tall glass of H2O I know that if I don't I'll be way worse than my misery Hard to be a busy bee when all this knowledge comes to me And all I seem to do is write some poetry A few thoughts that fluidly flow Few thoughts are sewing together in one short verse And as I weather this weather and disperse it gets worse And I'm feeling to pour some goddess, to swallow up this hotness And my stomach is so nauseous Told my friends watch this And as I guzzle and guzzle and flex muscle My liver is yelling "stop this" Tylenol bottle is yelling "pop this" Til the grass tells my hand to drop it So I break that shit down like hip hoppin Floating words, I've been through the air like Mary Poppins When they fall back down as electrical rain drops and they shock That's why you see me on the dance floor, I'm popping lockin Drop in, the list of lyrical written material Has made you spin some more criteria That goes better together than milk and cereal Just a theory though