Lyric Lukin

Drive down the street can t find the keys to my own fucking home
I take a walk so I can curse my ass for being dumb
I make a right after the arches stinking grease and bone
Stop at the supermarket people stare like I m a dog
I ve been goin to Lukin s...I gotta spot that Lukin s...
I knocked the door at Lukin s...opened the fridge...
Now I know life is worth...
I find the key but I return to find an open door
So fucking freezin , they jump out the car, everybody wants some
I find my wife, I call the cops, this day s work s never done
The last I heard that freak was purchasing a fucking gun