Relying on Bombs (R.O.B.)

[Verse 1]
Top fade, the shot ricocheted

Official roam signal dope dissipates
Now pick myself up off of the floor
Did you get your guns? With your canned food?
Sitting on the train to complain 'til it moves?
Rivets in the chain on the horse, fuck the world
So the patch on your eye gets a mortgage referral?
I'm out of place, live-action takes
Not a model citizen 'cause I lack the face
Drug facts subtract time in a half