collapsin' to the floor out of ideas with my hands sore
i'm like a door slammed shut with my ideas jammed
inside my head crammed full of shit my soul's damned
but hold up i ain't damned i'm just too damn exhausted
from this fuckin' scorching heat wish i was ice-cold frosted
instead of pournin' out sweat like rain drops outta the clouds
i need to be well-endowed with cool water or i'll be plowed
wrapped in a shroud cuz sometimes i feel very dehydrated
my mouth's dry feeling light headed gettin' dizzy being deflated
like a ballon barely havin' air to breathe with the humidity killin' me
mentally fatigued writing lyrics filled with rhymes sweet as potpourri
you got that right all these lines are perfumed to be smelling good
that'll have this fresh scent spreadin' all thru your neighbourhood
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