Look at me,
I don't work,
Always high,
And writing crap,
Can't talk straight,
Can't be pleasant,
I've got my anger problems,
I've got my sexual problems.

Don't want to listen,
Because no one else listens,
I don't listen to the explanation,
But I understand,
I don't have any patience,
And I have no ability,
To take precedence and exhibit humility.

I am so grateful,
I never struggle,
Destroy everything,
It doesn't matter,
Take me home now.

Look at me,
I don't work,
I'm always high,
And writing crap.

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Funkalicious song meanings
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