Fred Farkle on the ledge like DeMarco, the don wan/ don't count your marbles/ lit the doobie till it sparkled/ a fat sack of goodies like Saint Nick/ just for kicks, painted portraits in the sky while he gave it a kiss/ even if the record skips still flip scripts from here to ja'bip/ in the mix with that real live shit/ get a grip threw yah cd out the car window/ don't trust no Carl Winslow's/ these hate mongering pricks'll leave yah lying in a ditch if yah tagging up the bridge/ art is a crime in these old farts minds/ markers for the jewel case/ starter jacket that he stole from his school mate/ same intuition that told him spike the Kool Aid/ rule 4080: get a better role model than slim shady/ his favorite song's Rape Me by Nirvana/ sitting on 14's in the 98 Honda/ at least he ain't got a chicken head baby mama/ not yet at least/ playing beats getting faded/ I wanna be sedated/ my money's no good since I made it/ don't taste the good life, it's poisoned/ gonna kill you and yah boyfriend/ and watch yah durty pop/ as the birdies drop/ I like tasty cakes son I live hip hop/

Balling, must've played hoops everyday/ fuck falling to the maze son we trying to get paid/ lamping in the shade/ where the Eskimos play/ with that medical escape/ escape

Dated the devil, went out for a bite/ than they danced in the pale moonlight/ outta sight/ sky diving in the rain/ smoking sugar cane/ drained in the purple stains/ insane in the right ways/ wrong side of the brain/ chained to the steps/ it's all a game in yah head/ freestyle Fred/ gonna try till he's dead/ or riding with the Feds/ down that highway to a heaven-less existence/ bliss is a myth know the difference/ tripping off the realness/ feel this like a sword at yah neck/ bored to death/ writing rhymes with chalk in the street/ it's not his fault he's a freak/ don't take life too seriously/ it's a pyramid scheme/ here to defeat you mentally/ enemy of the fate/ chased down the block of stares from their weary eyes/ take a lifetime for the tears to dry/ pocket size mirrors capture your reflection/ and your fear of asking questions/ you've known nothing as clear/ alone for a thousand years/

Balling, must've played hoops everyday/ fuck falling to the maze son we trying to get paid/ lamping in the shade/ where the Eskimos play/ with that medical escape/ escape

Fred Farkle tossing marbles by the river scene/ finding happiness till his livers green/ Dimethyltryptamine make a man fiend for a dream to call his own/ everyone is lonely so at least you're not all alone/ taught me what I need to know, I'm ready for the masses/ left the show with their minds in their asses/ smashing in the oil spillage/ rebuild this devolution/ society's shooting brain wave solutions/ by my side was the mutants/ rooting for spiritual satirical miracles/ supported but never truly understand/ aborted, catching thunder in his hands/ came from a house of love/ his pain was overdubbed by the saints from above/ take a number get in line for review/ the oppression is only inside of you/ one day I'll find the moon and use it as a lamp/ don't confuse it with a tramp/ give thanks to the father/ top shot'er walking on hot lava and egg shells/ not a doctor but they meant well/ raised a super being, used to dreaming/ still working on reality/ give the fallacy a chance/ humility and how to romance/ take a stance/ be amazing like Lance Hunt/ no matter what them damn dunce say/ find one hundred ways/ turn the tragedy into a happy play/ if not tomorrow than today…