And I feel lackadaisical, yeah that’s how I’m living
and I, I just got paid in full, a couple zeros from a million
haha, I feel lackadaisical, yeah that’s how I’m living
I never felt so productive, staring at the fan on my ceiling
And it goes round and round, round it goes (repeat)
It all started, when the alarm got retarded,
blaring off 10 min early what’s the hurry
I’m hitting snooze repeatedly, I’ll wake up leisurely
the Sealy Posturepedic got me sleeping like immediately
we got two bathrooms, I pick the one with less steps
Toms of Maine on my teeth to keep my breath fresh
all natural, nothing less I confess
I’m living like that, got it like that, blessed yes
lackadaisical living I feel driven
to do nothing. how ironic. oxy moronic
I’m yawning, reading my rss on iphone
simultaneously bumping the roots from my ihome
I roam my room like a typhoon
trying to search for remote, like Nemo I'll find you
‘cause God forbid I got to change the channel manually
I’m chilling like a rock since Monday its been my fantasy
“ring ring” ugh let me get vertical
oh hmm, ignore, its nothing personal
not now, I know it sounds terrible
but you know the type who chat where hanging ups a miracle
I want to relax and kick my feet up,
sip Macallans scotch, neat right out a tea cup,
see umm, the scotch glass is dirty chilling in the sink,
sometimes you got to improvise to fill what’s missing in the link
and now I’m gets texts “bbq in the park”
I can dig it, maybe kick it, and get home before dark
because you don't want to run into Norteno
and be the next pendejo, robbed for all their pesos
hey yo, there’s no guarantees when I'll get there
right now, I’m lying down plus I got that bed hair,
manana I’ll be gunning, running a blaze
but today I’m feeling lazy just one of those days