I'm gonna get organizized

I think this scene goes over my head... "Im gonna get one of those posters that say 'One day I'm gonna get organizized" "You mean organized" "No, organizized...its a joke" "Oh, you mean organizized" Bitch, wtf? I'd have lost my damn mind too.

I think she's supposed to be flirting with him. Like this dude is a weird son of a bitch, let me play along and see where this goes.

One of these days Mr. Opportunity gonna be knocking on my door One of these days I'll read the writing on the wall One of these days I'll be a spectator in an audience of whores One of these days I'm gonna run until I fall One of these days I'll win the lottery and wake up a millionaire One of these days I'm gonna get myself a job One of these days They're gonna stop the world and I won't even care One of these days I'm gonna finally believe in God One of these days I'm gonna grow up to become the President One of these days I'll find the woman of my dreams One of these days I'm gonna find these truths to be self evident One of these days I'll blow my brains out on T.V. One of these days One of these days One of these days I'm gonna get in shape, become an astronaut One of these days My fears are gonna fall down the stairs One of these days I'll sell my soul and let them find out what they bought One of these days I'm gonna shave off all my hair One of these days I'm gonna learn to play and write myself a song One of these days I'll take my conscience out to lunch One of these days I'm gonna buy the plans and build the atom bomb One of these days I'll have the guts to play my hunch One of these days One of these days Any day now Any day now

Like a kung fu maniac drunk on the blood of a thousand victims My case in point is I don't have a system No need to knock them down What's that sound or uplift them, yeah Well maybe in space no one can hear you scream Now is it yourself or is it a team Think fast 'cause you might get caught while you're asleep The forces of evil run deep, they're so deep Gettin' organizized Gettin' organizized Get Get Get-in' organizized Gettin' organizized Gettin' organizized Get Get Get-in' organizized Confusion is the heart of stability Stability is the heart and soul of insanity It's going, it's going what's going's got you gone There ain't nothing' here so move along When it rains it pours it pours, it rains insanely Logic is the strength of the truth but the pain sees it all I'd tell you why but I cannot recall Gettin' organizized Gettin' organizized Get Get Get-in' organizized Gettin' organizized Gettin' organizized Get Get Get-in' organizized Possessions possess they kill you distress I know what's here and that is a mess When you recreate the fact, you recreate the factual What was never here becomes the actual Seven thousand words scripted out in rhyme And I've got some too but in the meantime I'll step from the flow 'cause that is my way I know what's when hey what can I say