just us (for my friend robert, who doesn't live here anymore)

i swear to goodness i have no fear of failure

a&e will always hold my place as a commercial whaler

every mistake i've ever made has had a certain inexplicable beauty

you overachievers could never replace

i'm not sorry that i failed you

and i'll unabashedly crawl back under the rock that i hail to

i waste a lot of time perusing wikipedia entries

locating algorithms that'll make me famous like fonzworth bentley

i don't want to wear technicolor bowties

and i'm sure you could surmise

i'm not the type to ghost ride

i was the kid memorizing danger mouse in my tree house

a mansion is a house with plenty of couch space for all my friends

real brothers don't care if you're an hour late to make amends

i'm out and about tending to my fruit garden

while you go to club sexytime attempting to make your liver harden

my favorite mug smells like bergamot tea leaves

and i find myself dosing off in a heaven of acai trees

waking up to a feast of sandpears and apricots

avoiding higher institutions with man-bears for mascots

i'll boycott this fanfare

to kick rocks and stand there

in dirty birkenstocks

i'll return to hip hop when the jerkin' stops

i'm pointing fingers at the flatulence of pop music

when i played diablo ii i always picked the druid

i'm rolling with a team of better men

rockin' all black

leather lettermens

who call themselves the whethermen

arbitrarily call myself

the greatest rapper alive"