Gimme two puffs, hit the joint then give my bomb back

Hey, make this right mane... into night of the living baseheads
Your train of thought ain't original just retreads
The past is nothing more than a frame of reference, time to piss on the idols and end the reverance
Burning Washingtons to keep warm like his troops at Valley Forge
Burying the starved corpses iverson height deep, letting the worms gorge
Aircraft destroyed game over Police lying case bound over
President Red Rover send some more body bags over
And he replied he had been going through the same things that we had
But he has more troops than the average fool but not enough sense to last him to the next week like we all live check to check, so I guess its all our necks.