[Verse]
Ridin' in a rusty a** Civic tryin' not to catch a ticket
Lamp glows make vivid images in these villages
Lucy slid me her digits, it was on
Had a threesome with Mary Jane, she was stuck on my palm
Only a minute, hate being attached to what you know is wrong
And evil wrapped in the beauty and it helped me write this song
Roses have thorns, daughters turn to who*es
And even the waters sometimes bring the storms, it's all in the allure
Deep down in the heart we catch our reflection and see a fraud
Man is flawed, comedy and tragedy, the masks we wore
A drama we play out, and commonly the harmony
Is blasphemy in actuality it's all reality
The agony a**ociated with our thoughts
I get locked and motivated when I'm in the dark
I can see crystal clear even when the pistol near
I won't shed a single tear unless my homie fizzle here
Coupled by a single beer inside of a forty ounce
But somehow it drowns… me
I don't understand
Hop back in the Civic ‘cause now we all on a mission
Meeting the rhythm, die a villain ‘fore I see a f**ing prison
It's my decision..
Hell yeah it's my vision
This is what we call-