Arrogant Sons Of Bitches Spitpile
Looking outside, looking at the trees
and spitting on all those f..ckin' fleas.
They don't really like it a lot.
I just say "so f..cking what".
Spit pile, spit pile, spit it out, spit it out, livin' in denial.
Trying to think of the words to say. Maybe its not my f..cking day.
Blue shit from my fresh slurpee
and horse shit splattered on a tree.
F..ck authority! Yeah, anarchy!
And this is what I do when my time is free.