SWEET

Stripped down to my skin and my bones

I love huskies but I feel like a wolf (howw!)

In a pack but I feel all alone

I'm scatterbrained, man

Better offer the clone

Until you high as a plumber with race eyes, (chronic) doin' weird shit

Like, this'll make your bio-pic (haha)

Rile 'em up, hit Zaxby's

Get the wing tings (yum)

Real quick bills still stacking to the ceiling (uh-oh)

Whatchu mean, it ain't working? (what?)

Whatchu mean, you ain't finding yourself? (oh, I am, I'm trying)