Dodge

There's so many ghosts out there on these streets

I always hate to ponder who's under those sheets

Every little thing is temporary

If I stay here any longer I'll end up very very scary

It's just a general freak that is boiling in me

And I'm terrified what it's gonna dislodge

I done **** everywhere that there is to eat

Guess it's time for me to get the **** out of Dodge

I bent over backwards to misbehave

It's a holy wonder I just didn't flip on over into an early grave

I showed my behind so frequently

My dear old mother she can't even recognize me.