These lyrics are f-ing amazing. Here is how the song starts: “Half a case of cold pills soakin’ in a milk jug | Hydrochloric acid, iodine and phosphorous | Careful not get any on ya when ya shake it up | That’s the way we cook it up in Calico County.” Then it really gets going. My favorite detail is how “Calico County” echoes every time he says it. Let’s do some meth, guys, it’ll be fine.

Brook Reeder