Warm Ridin’ - Intellectual

Scrapin' out on the streets and it feels like I'm losing

For the very first time

I've got this girl that defies reason

I feel like I should make her mine

She doesn't act out of prejudice

It's not about isolation its about time

You know I'm rolling around just trying to make my ends meet

Stitching up my brains, to try to keep them in my head

Street rip

Dad's dick

Oh why don't you just bury me