Fresh Produce - Pell

Sunny days used to come around like blue moons

One in a million, cause I made it rain a monsoon

Dirty dishes in the sink, liquor on my breath

Dirty women in my sheets, counting my regrets

Got my liver wanna tweak, I tell him be a champ

My trip to Malibu is jaded by some stomach cramps

Tourin' in my Box' because it’s cheaper than a rental van

Talk about my bookin', Chris the fuckin' librarian

Visit girls aquariums, then socially I bury 'em

Not that I’m cold hearted, I just don’t know how to manage 'em

Call my number any second, never use my planner much

Playin' this in school cause yo momma been a fan of us

And I thank her cause I wanna be on the road again

Gettin' high off life and ragin' daily at my shows again

Bumpin' old Thelonius and causing pandemonium

Know my future televised, get them cameras focused in

So we reach to the sky for a piece of the pie

I just wanna taste

Never be satisfied cause we down for the ride

Till I be put to sleep

Ooooh, keep floating on

Ooooh, keep floating on

Smiles eventually fade

I still remember the day I

Came to see a wonderful place

You ain’t gotta ask for it, it was made here for us

Smiles eventually fade

I still remember the day I

Came to see a wonderful place

You ain’t gotta ask for it, it was made here for us

If it’s Saturday I’m 'laxin

Fiendin' pizzas and some aspirin

Eating out the box because we ran all outta napkins

Blaming all my problems on relations in the past when

My beauty was Medusa, had me fatally attracted

Play some Marvin Gaye, you know your momma put me on

Dip before I tip, you said your momma wasn’t home

Turned a silly love story to a well-recorded porn

Now I’m on the road touring feeling sad you can’t enjoy it