Polo Pajamas

Ay

Gather sticks in the snow, hoe, I ain't 'fraid to die
Start a fire, maybe jump inside that bitch when I'm high
Chilling with the fucking polar bears, just look at my eyes
Can you see the reaper creeping in the back of your mind?

All these snakes in my face, I ain't turning to stone
I got Medusa on my payroll, dripped out in gold
She find me rolling my tobacco somewhere in the cold
Don't you ever think of dying, baby, let me sing you another sad song

Sit your ass down, listen to these lyrics
In a minute when I'm finished, you'll get back up

Maybe in my next life
Maybe when the sun go down that'll be the last time
That you'll see me shine like this in the moonlight
See ya later, motherfuckers, I got the noose tied

Polo pajamas
What up, my sorrow?
Smoking nirvana
We got a problem?

No, bitch, I don't think that
All that blink gonna fix that
Broken motherfucker with the blade
Swallow up my tears, am I going insane?

No role models when you're at the fucking bottom
Only problems and it feels like you ain't got a way to solve 'em
So I light my cigarette to calm my blood just a little
Get the razor out my pocket, still waiting for that signal

Woke up, fucked up with a bad cough
I don't really care if you tell me that my time's up
Just say the word and, baby, let me see you for a minute
Then I'ma show you what it means to be finished

Pull up in a motherfucking Snow White casket
Weed in the back, looking like a fine mattress
Pull up, if you got a minute, bring out the hatchet
Coat it with acid, then make it romantic

Smoking on that motherfucking weed, that's magic
Bitch, I woke up in panic
What the fuck just happened?
Seven dwarfs around me in the Seventh Ward, death addict