glitched up

probably needs to be stitched up

rearrange my pitch

switch back and forth like Cameo in '86

throw a lot of static in the mix

that's what you get when there's no let up

fret not, yet that's not all I've got

little things mean a lot

Just when you thought you knew what to expect

the signal turns to redirect

Just a sec to get some brothers correct

Nothing less than perfect but what did you expect?

Illiterate rhymes about Percocet?

or Valium?

Or tranquilizers?

See how I surprise ya?

Nor did I realize when I surmise

A new day to see the sun rise

Above the clouds in gloomy skies

The many phases where love dies

You cast your eyes upon breasts and thighs

Then say "honey, not tonight"

Knowing something just ain't right

but you rather give up then put up a fight

Screaming at each other 'till the dawn's early light

like there's no end in sight.