Yo, Jimbo

my skin is only sediment that covers my soul's residence.
i live to break the precedents set by dead presidents.
this life is filled with decadence, spliced with booze and resin hits.
irrelevant propellin shit within a sinful resonance -
a testament of excellence, wallowin in the excrement.
an estimate of pestilence - nestin until the festerin.
sequesterin the medicine given us by the reverends.
never better than the moment we left the womb in jettison.

don't look at me and tell me you know shit about gettin better.
just inhale the chemtrail as feds manipulate weather.
summer breeze makes me feel fine -
summer breeze keeps me in line.
since when did liberty need a campaign?
since when did happiness mean a degree in a frame?
since when did mother nature raise a glass of champaign
and toast to global warming, another damn scam claimed?

i'm a prodigal son that chose to never go back.
it's illogical, son, but that's how the chips stack.

so far i haven't seen any change i can believe in (and that includes climate change).