i smoke too many cigarettes I don’t care what kind
if I had four hands I’d smoke six at a time
it doesn’t really matter if I get cancer of the lungs
i really didn’t expect to live this long

random strangers sometimes come up to me
they look me in the eyes and then they begin to speak
what grade are you in where is your mom and dad
you shouldn’t be smoking don’t you know that it’s bad

I tell them I smoke cigarettes and a crack hit or two
i ask them why they are concerned when it clearly doesn’t involve you
they say you are so little a cute pixie
i secretly wish I could bash them in the knees