Pussyman and The CIA Game

You know how it goes for a Poet
you are about half nuts all the time
I talk to my computer screen
I have a little game we play I call the CIA game
I ask the screen questions and for advice among
other remarks I make to it now and then
I know they are watching me
so why not speak to them and say hi Good Fellas
I never hear from them its only...the Eye I see
I ask the screen where is my pipe I can't find it
again...cmon you know where I hid it help me out
here
save me a little time today I wanna get high
so you gonna be like that
well keep your Eye on things I'll go get another one
ho I'm back with the pipe
but I forgot I hid my stuff too
you gotta help me out now
you know...so where did I hide my stuff
I don't want to go to the corner
whores are there on the corner too
it could be bad you know how it goes
one of them bitches might trap me
oh yeah now I got it
i know what the deal is
you want me to bring a whore back here
so you can watch me fuck her
a bunch of perverted mutherfuckers