Comfy Lice

[Verse 1: Aesop Rock]
Hey, I don't need a reason to rebel
I sneak into the club, I ain't leavin' without a pelt
For the people feelin' needlessly beleaguered at the helm
Tryna ease up out the nucleus and bleed into the hills
I'm a, old sea dog sippin' on fizz
My ilk still put skate stickers on the fridge
Ate dinner at the Denny's with a dumbed out coven
In the company of uninvited bloodhounds huffin'
Tough crowd, he the chew the cud king
Aw crud, thing one and two in one thing
None drum up any drama for the Huffy
I ain't even lift a glove up out the pockets of the puffy
Once I don't know frozen food, homie
The acid in my stomach eat bones and hooves
I re-home lone wolves, let em' socialize a little bit
Learn pack policy, turn you all to pick up sticks
Rebel rebel, fuck a precious metal
I'm the dopest gettin' cozy with a pencil and a level
The mostly grown-up Mowgli keep a scepter in the tendril
Here to walk into the light with the excessively disheveled
Shovels on our shoulders, spinning out of the nothingness
Roaches in our honeycombs, nothing in our money-clips
Bass in our media, spirits in our computers
Sad trombones in our futures, troopers