Off Your Feet

I've been smoking too much, all this purple haze

Clouding my memories

I can't recall, the real ones

From the ones, draining my energy

Fuck up my serenity, you'll be as sorry, as you'll ever be

I'll leave a bitch, so fucked up

You'd a thought, I brought the weaponry

I enter, everyone's in jeopardy

Got 'em running for the hills, like it's Beverly

There won't, be another, like me

You could jump, at least, a couple centuries

So fuck around, and find out quick