Nothing But Strangeness

Ain't no smellin' what the rose got cookin'

How many flights just got charged for rebookin'?

Google Maps, backpacks, wrong routes tookin'

Yet through all the ********, we keep pushin'

Long as we got sweets that we can keep kush in

Me and Deac lost like change in seat cushions

Tryin' to find the right highway, the high way

Speedin' to catch time, stopped on a dime for

Five 50 pound turkeys crossin' I-9

We lookin' at the **** like we lost our mind

On the road again, the journey to the unknown again

Another episode when your supposed to end

Week after week, test my patience

Sleep deprivation's the key to miss three destinations

Passed out, drunk, couldn't speak, every nation's

Itinerary's missing the week's reservations

I'll rest my feet where the peeps don't know the Strange

Lucky I'm a creep and the streets don't know my name

We've seen so many towns and I got so many memories

But one comes to mind the first time we hit up Helsinki

We did the show and hit the after party

One girl hit the bathroom, I went after, probably

It was totally destroyed, and I ain't talkin' about the feces

The toilet was lyin' on the floor in pieces

She literally shitted in the toilet so hard

That it split and got obliterated, had to get her load off

[02:58.39][02:53.54][02:48.39][01:40.35][01:35.22][01:30.03][01:25.10]Nothing but strangeness

We're down in Jozi, South Africa, greet our brethren

These women got me thinkin' dirty thoughts like I'm Devin

We night clubbin', all of a sudden I got her hands inside my pants

Sayin' "White boy, where you'd learn to dance?"

We're at Adelaide, Australia with our promoter lost

What's that pill on the pool table?

That's an E somebody dropped it

This is two PM

But I hesitate and he drops it

Like "I felt like partyin' anyways," aw **** it

In the rain, we ran from Miami Hurricanes

And left lanes on Autobahn lanes

With foot on the gas, GPS on the dash

While all the names looked the same on the signs we passed

We chased beers on Aspen streets

And caught eyes in Alaska that lasted weeks

Strippers took my mojo with cheeks in Santa Fe

And in the Netherlands I was asked to pull Santa's sleigh

Listen to the gospel according to Suffa

Every city looks the same lookin' up from the gutter

So hook me up with another round

Dude they're lovin' the sound

So much the groupie's back stage give eachother a pound

Real recognize real

And Debris' so hungry on the mechanized wheel

You got a set of ice ??

Leave some chips on the tour bus

And serenade a beer like "*****, just the two of us.