ice cream man

step off the bus and I’m fresh to death
feel like shit walking down the steps
got poison pussy on my breath
can’t let the homies know I won’t get any respect
can’t let my folks know I’m already in debt
can’t let my hoes know I got too many of them
I got shows booked in each and every event
I feel my life goes no where, need to reset
my crotch is itchy I need a dollar fifty
to buy that shirt from the local thrifty
reminiscing bout days where Timmy ran from Trixie
all I had was free time and a bowl of Rice Krispies
pull up and I make shit rain
not cash cause that’s all straight down the drain
pull up with a quarter roll I’m balling on a budget
pour me a cup I’m gonna dive in the substance

I got places to be
I got places to go
I hit the road
They gotta know
I’m feeling chaotic I can’t be letting it show

I got places to be
I got places to go
I hit the road
They gotta know
I’m feeling chaotic I can’t be letting it show

I’m about to lose my mind thought I
Right about the time I stepped outside
Walked down the block thought I’d walk it right out
Step into them ankles when you got a dry mouth
Dried out eyes look down and my shirt inside out
Step on the bus scuffle to the backseat let my eyes feast
On the lake under trees
Close em thinking I need a joint and a beat
Need my babygirl on the beach
Know I need a taste beyond where those tan lines reach
Step up to my stop that the 29 preach
Like excuse me sir please pardon my reach
Doors swing open
Mind still dormant
Please wake up this is important
City living so imported
My shoes soil the pavement

I got places to be
I got places to go
I hit the road
They gotta know
I’m feeling chaotic I can’t be letting it show

I got places to be
I got places to go
I hit the road
They gotta know
I’m feeling chaotic I can’t be letting it show