[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-