Biscuit Town

I seem to sink lower Gazing in the rays of the solar In fact we made a pact but now i think its over I'm red and wired but he sipped on KA soda Fuck, that's coca-cola As TV sports the Olympic Ebola I think we might be bipolar I think she thinks i'm bipolar He left the crime scene without the Motorola Still had dreams of being young Franco Zola For at least for now its all over Yeah at least for now its all over I seem to sink lower In biscuit town In biscuit town Your shallow waters i'm the deep sea bed and i'm the reason you flow I got more moons wrapped around my head and Jupiter knows Whilst you orbit with some stupider hoes Only a slacker would know Tryna get up in group home Tryna eat from the same bowl And my troop is abode (she's like) I seem to sink lower In biscuit town In biscuit town I seem to sink lower In biscuit town In biscuit town In biscuit town And now i'm caught off by the taste in her mouth She whispers all about She got a mystery man deep down south And no more wheelers, dealers creeping about At least none that she knows From the way so much 'Til I'm rolled up in the same old dutch Need a touch forth of my libido And now she steadily hitting speed cones As we proceed to a street dome In the body not a weak bone A strong mind but she still got a side for a people Not that she knows That's what he knows In biscuit town I seem to sink lower In biscuit town In biscuit town In biscuit town In biscuit town In biscuit town In biscuit town In biscuit town