Figure A.: the promise to pay. I had a bad day—oh my god where's the rest of what I had to say? Cut loose, foot loose when the mountains are gray. Towns passed slow when I was on the caboose today. Now look to the most aloof—shoot, I dare you! Kick drum without hitting the 2-2, my point is moot. Where’s my dad, my life? I wish I could eat this mic, I tried, but the sky swallowed mine. Oh my. Red suit Jackson, I need a back waxing. Catch me cashing in without all the luxury taxing. Flashing up, flip up your hair. Kill it off with Nair™. I couldn't bare to care more of the shit in the air, because it's there! (Don’t ask where.) Tear off, kill off new clues. Petting the mare at a petting zoo. I came back to you eating shoes with Electric Tooth. Steal you, feel you, swam the bayou—in truth, I could never bleed more than you.