[Verse: Alex Auld]
Thinking how I lost my way
Problems still stay the same
Just to name a few off the avenue of memory lane
Switch eyes on a b**h turf off the pitch
Rather play the field then revealed down in the ditch
Things are kinda muddled up evenings always drunk as f**
Manning up take a look see not a little buck wild
Innovate a different style
Spitting on the beat whilst wearing the finest woven textile
My minds critical from feelings that I've been given for a minimal
Gotta act my age but this stage of being cynical
Make it pa**ed the sensation of being put last
Time is a factor but its surely moving to fast
Cast away couldn't stay lost amongst the weak
Wanna get comfortable on search for my own seat
Decided to put down the smut for a little bit
Drop or get off the pot among some other sh**
Gotta come to terms with myself I thought also
Had to put back the sh** what I lost in my wardrobe
Can't burn herb don't describe how much it scare me now
Mind open tabs can't close information found
Sipping out on scenarios that don't even concern me
Focus on pursuit before I'm lost on my journey
Take a wrong turn gonna have to take um down to earth
All natural don't need anything else found
[Outro: Sample]