By Arcassin Burnham

Corn chips on the dashboard,
Putting gas in the car,
Yeah the gardens full today,
And even though I wouldn't get that far,
This is me on my dead days,
Excuse Me

How you been?
Where'd you come from?
Who sent you?
Where's the town that you reside from?
What's with all the ******* questions?
Don't put a mark at the end of mine,
I never have the time,
Cause I'm a ******* ***.

Corn chips on the dashboard,
Putting gas in the car,
Yeah the gardens full today,
And even though I wouldn't get that far,
This is me on my dead days,
**Excuse Me