Run to the bus, fall, break my back still miss it Next one in 45 minutes FUCK Got to wait, roll a joint Wind blows it in the snow Phone rings, my date has STD FUCK I got 666 problems but a riff ain’t one War, Climate crisis, bullshit Politics I might just hang myself as well FUCK Stress, age, work and love All these problems, got them all Shitting at Traxide... What? There is no TP? FUCK I got 666 problems but a riff ain’t one I got 666 problems but a riff ain’t one