[Lyric] Dungeon Maps for the beggar under my futon (Offsite)

Working throughout the week
In android auto sequence
Hibernating in my cave
McCulley Culkin on the weekend
That means I'm home alone
Fortress with mounted ray guns
My ultimatum's making music which
Amounts to payment
Urban mountain sage, inner circle's ultra vacant
Communicating with the muses
Through a music séance
Vision blurry like a skirmish with
Captain Insano cuz this Nag Champa got apartment
Like active volcanoes
Flip through my ledger of time
Don a pillow
Don Delillo then
Adventure Time
I lock the doors
Lock the windows
Like I'm Edward Gein
This is what I'd do forever
If I were to never die
Hut Verse (pending)

CHORUS:

Haven't really bathed in a while
Haven't heard my name in a while
Haven't left my cave in a while
Welcome to my domicile x3
Haven't felt irate in a while
Haven't felt hate in a while
This is where I'll stay for a while
Welcome to my domicile x3

Laying naked on an air mattress
Astral backflips
Wearing a pair of black kicks
Eno blasting magic
Through a pair of black phones
Cuz another noise complaint
They gonna send my ass home
Gonna sit my ass down
On my pelvis
Stanley yelnats
Digging holes in
Chrome until I'm full
Taking baths, watching breaking bad
Until I'm soaked
Screaming
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
Until I know'n now I know
What the east feels like
What a work life's like
How the weak will fights
How to be still nights
After beedrill bites
How the strong will wins
When iz peace kills pride
Gonna win a peace prize
For my contributions
To ganja potlucks
Supply the music
My eyes are lucid
Outside's a nuisance
Redesign the rubric
Inside my room