In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
[Verse 1]
I like 'em brown, yellow, Peurto Rican or Asian
Who have the weekend occasion
Sneak in the Days Inn
I'm never tweaking of haze an frequently blazing
Now if they ain't on ya face it ain't the cheeks that I stay in
Can't deny it, used to take weeks and persuasion
Now I just be looking down at these freaks in amazement
With a girl, The first thing I peep a notice
Is how full her lips is and deep her throat is
So you ain't gotta be perfect
I'll buy you whatever you want, But your heads gotta be worth it
Still what I mean is
Your brains gotta send chills through my penis
Till I feel like a genius
Look at it from a player's position
I got a scholarship, I get smart without paying tuition
My classes be like two three hours
That's why I'm the smartest young guy since Doogie Howser
[Chorus]
Still what I mean is
I really just want to get smart until I feel like a genius
And all that I ask is
That you help me get good grades in all of my classes
Still what I mean is
I really just want to get smart until I feel like a genius
And all that I ask is
That you help me get good grades, Ma in all of my classes
[Verse 2]
These bitches they done got real bad
Cause now I pull out, Leaving 'em looking like model for a got milk ad
I'm a teachers pet
And even if you good at math ma
You'll have trouble counting each baguette
All it takes would hood tutors and some good Buddha
And promise to buy them some of them Razor foot scooters
They don't care where the cops is
Outta the blue they stop biz
Teacher started giving me a pop quiz
I stay 10 minutes in night clubs
Pocket full of green, Duke on it invented the night bulb
I might pass on a female, And call up a substitute just for night
Class in the CL
Ya man don't know why his chicks knees be scared
Can't tell her from giving my dick CPR
If ya lift up and say ya jaws hurting, before squrting
It's for certain
You are the weakest link, Goodbye
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
You know my girls in North and South Caddy
They all for mouth waxing
And the whores in Texas, Oral sexes
I head to Cali, Take more blows to the head than Ali
And the Philly mommy's suck the kid outta Willie Bonnie
And the way females so Southern Hospitality in ATL
Don't even know them hoes
In South Beach, they let me jimmy dip in they mouthpiece
Forget about Vegas, The head is outrageous
The broads in Seattle will make ya knees rattle
Fa shizzle da snizzle get smizzle down in VA
Them hoes in Detroit will suck the whole revolt
My dick don't get to die down when I'm in Chi-Town
My bitches in be-More, Blow til they knees sore
Good damn, there face I, ain't screwed down in St. Lou
New York, It ain't got no pipe instructions
They just suck outta you like liposuction
[Chorus]
I like 'em brown, yellow, Peurto Rican or Asian
Who have the weekend occasion
Sneak in the Days Inn
I'm never tweaking of haze an frequently blazing
Now if they ain't on ya face it ain't the cheeks that I stay in
Can't deny it, used to take weeks and persuasion
Now I just be looking down at these freaks in amazement
With a girl, The first thing I peep a notice
Is how full her lips is and deep her throat is
So you ain't gotta be perfect
I'll buy you whatever you want, But your heads gotta be worth it
Still what I mean is
Your brains gotta send chills through my penis
Till I feel like a genius
Look at it from a player's position
I got a scholarship, I get smart without paying tuition
My classes be like two three hours
That's why I'm the smartest young guy since Doogie Howser
[Chorus]
Still what I mean is
I really just want to get smart until I feel like a genius
And all that I ask is
That you help me get good grades in all of my classes
Still what I mean is
I really just want to get smart until I feel like a genius
And all that I ask is
That you help me get good grades, Ma in all of my classes
[Verse 2]
These bitches they done got real bad
Cause now I pull out, Leaving 'em looking like model for a got milk ad
I'm a teachers pet
And even if you good at math ma
You'll have trouble counting each baguette
All it takes would hood tutors and some good Buddha
And promise to buy them some of them Razor foot scooters
They don't care where the cops is
Outta the blue they stop biz
Teacher started giving me a pop quiz
I stay 10 minutes in night clubs
Pocket full of green, Duke on it invented the night bulb
I might pass on a female, And call up a substitute just for night
Class in the CL
Ya man don't know why his chicks knees be scared
Can't tell her from giving my dick CPR
If ya lift up and say ya jaws hurting, before squrting
It's for certain
You are the weakest link, Goodbye
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
You know my girls in North and South Caddy
They all for mouth waxing
And the whores in Texas, Oral sexes
I head to Cali, Take more blows to the head than Ali
And the Philly mommy's suck the kid outta Willie Bonnie
And the way females so Southern Hospitality in ATL
Don't even know them hoes
In South Beach, they let me jimmy dip in they mouthpiece
Forget about Vegas, The head is outrageous
The broads in Seattle will make ya knees rattle
Fa shizzle da snizzle get smizzle down in VA
Them hoes in Detroit will suck the whole revolt
My dick don't get to die down when I'm in Chi-Town
My bitches in be-More, Blow til they knees sore
Good damn, there face I, ain't screwed down in St. Lou
New York, It ain't got no pipe instructions
They just suck outta you like liposuction
[Chorus]
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