Lyrics:

Dopeman, please, can I have another hit?
Dope-Dopeman, please can I have another hit?
Dopeman, please, can I have another hit?
Dope-Dopeman, please can I have another hit?

What you want? what you need?
I’ll let you catch up to speed
Try not to get cut too deep
Count my shit like 1,2,3
What you need?

Hauling dirt
Homicidal thoughts, I damn near bought a hearse
Stall the clerks
Gone before they call the jerks
Call a nurse
All disperse, right up off this earth
They at a loss for words
Press the gas and wreck for all it’s worth
I crash shit off the curb

How’s it hanging?
Christ straight out the manger, not your savior
Off the pavement, noggins bounce like rain
You on my doppler radar
Doppelgangers
On 'em drop an anchor
I go Boston strangler
Bottle anger, I don’t talk to strangers
My hoe's dominatrix

All these baphomet dreams
Rock like Bad Luck 13
Need a sucker bitch to bust some scripts for cash up my sleeve
All this blasphemy puzzling and baffling me
Do the math for me, something just don’t add up to me
Filling cavities
Sinking shit like dracula teeth
Bet there’s ash on me when you hear my dragula screech
They just crash dummies
Fuck around get wrapped underneath
Just some Casualties
Get your dumb punk ass put to sleep
Put you deep