Pbm interlude by Ed Blackburn Lyrics

[Verse: Ed Blackburn]

Take codeine, O.D, run from police
Cold tea lowkey slowly consoles me
Roly poly from the top because it's lonely
I did a backflip then landed on both feet
Nobody hold me, 'cause I'm going backward
Holy. I'ma turn into a bandit
Should've banned it, but the fans just can't get
Enough, so expanded to make them understand it
Out of this world, spitting onto a canvas
Do it candidly, on a rogue planet
Man, it seems I'm on a galaxy
With martians embarking on a great challenge
Hand standing on the grand canyon
It's like a fallacy for me to be anxious
Look at my phallus, see eight inches of wood
Damn, that's prolly gonna anchor me
Hate my language, but my english is lit
Understand my standards it is nothing or it's sick
Because I produce bangers, that are cancerous
So I repeat myself, you should've banned it
Wear an apron on my back because I wear it as a cape
And I'm spitting straight facts, and I'm finna spit on bane
So Lois Lane why not blow my brain
Pull a Kurt Cobain, to this purple rain