GoHomeRoger - BONES

Turn the page like Segar

Wrapping up my cigar

Reporting live from the ER

I'm going under like "see ya"

You smiling like Moesha

Light the pilot light, then go heat 'em

No heater on me, no Nina

I don't click-clack, let alone even see ya

Tell 'em go home like Roger

Forty-four blunts and now I'm off it

Pour that four up and get nauseous

Follow the leader like you gonna prosper

Fuck your pockets, got no logic

To your project of nonsense

I hate that hate will grow inside me

Till I'm rendered unconscious

Okay, do not look to me for a lifeline

I only know of one and it's all mine

Okay, do not look to me for a lifeline

I only know of one and it's all mine