Buddy knew well that
Shit piles up.
Fills your cup.
‘Til you’ve had enough.
Until you suck.
Suck at solving problems.
One, you can do.
Two, they move you
Somewhere off of center.
And now, you really entered
That place where one plus one
Equals no more fun
Cause shit is filling up.
It overflows your cup.
And you must take a sup.
Drink it all in
Let it begin
To form that wave
The particles gave
A surf that you can ride on.
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