Teeth

I wanna let you know
I really have to go, to see my dentist
Oh god, what the fuck
Goddamn my teeth hurt, sittin' in the chair
Like whatever’s wrong with them, just fix it I don’t care
Hey yeah, I got insurance, just take the damn X-ray
What’s wrong?
The dental assistant, is a big friggin' esse
Your teeth are fucked up
Yeah, thanks, tell me something I didn’t know
Ain’t been in the chair, since ten years ago
And now he’s lookin' mad at me, cause I got cavities
The dentist is pissed, with the the tool gum stabbin' me
The drool from gravity’s all over my shirt
The dentist grabbed his drill
And is like, aight, tell me if this hurts
Hey, hey, calm down, lo
He’s revving up the drill, I can taste my tooth smoke
And then, this fine girl comes in, like Portugal
Your dental insurance is invalid
Oh, word
I jump up, run out the goddamn front door
I’m off to Western Dental, to lie some more
I’ll get it fixed
I wanna let you know
I really have to go, see my dentist
(Hey, fuck you esse, man
You didn’t even fucking pay us, holmes
You a fucking pussy
You fucking pussy, scared of a girl, holmes)
Together, you can find, the grooviest of movies
And a line of friends, that never ends
And thugs, and drugs, and lots of perfectly wonderful parties
And one day, you too, maybe become three