Big Shot

Overdose what you presume the proper dosage
To consume these fragrant and exotic fumes, fumes
Overdose what you presume the proper dosage
To consume these fragrant and exotic fumes
Fumes, fumes, fumes, fumes, fumes, fumes, fumes, fumes
Watch your mouth
I can't get out of this hell
Trapped within a manic shell
Overcharged, living large
Watch me barge into you life
Words like a knife
Mind like a car that goes to far
No GPS, just interest
Not at my best, words off my chest
Yeah, I'm blessed
Better than I've been before
Always beating my high score
And I'm high of course
And I smoke more
'Til I hit the floor
Dependency
Is looking for
The plug store
I'm free at four
You know I would be
On the search for something good
Out here in the neighborhood

Like Fenway
And Kenmore
Or Back Bay
And Allston
Like Brighton
And Brookline
We living
In Boston
It's costing
My patience
Just waiting
To catch the fucking bus
Sedating
We're playing shows 'cause we don't give a fuck

Skipping class or smoking grass
Finesse a hallway pass
We bustin' off our asses
Tryna blast our tunes to all of Massachusetts
I don't fuck with shitty music
Sinking into my delusion
Breaking hearts and leaving bruises
Fix your mind then fucking lose it

Overdose what you presume
The proper dosage to consume
These fragrant and exotic fumes
That lead you closer to your doom
Every day that's past spent
Spitting in the trashcan
I'm no fan of a slow life
But every day just goes like

Get the money
Buy the pack
Smoke the cig
Don't look back
Change the facts
Hide the pack
Face the facts
Losing track
Don't look back
We on a brand new track, now we
Writing songs
Breaking bongs
Move along
Can't be wrong
Staying strong
I belong
Play along
Moving pawns
Tag along