Dodge

Theres so many ghosts out there on these streets
I always hate to ponder whos under those sheets
Every little thing is temporary
If I stay here any longer Ill end up very very scary
Its just a general freak that is boiling in me
And Im terrified what its gonna dislodge
I done **** everywhere that there is to eat
Guess its time for me to get the **** out of Dodge
I bent over backwards to misbehave
Its a holy wonder I just didnt flip on over into an early grave
I showed my behind so frequently
My dear old mother she cant even recognize me.