[Verse 1: Art Morera]
Black sheep, outkast
Who's legacies will I outlast?
I'm holding on to this moment while it lasts
Cuz this too shall pa**
View the world around me through an hour gla**
Bitter taste in my mouth like a Sour Patch
When I think about my past
You know who lived a great life at their grave site
By the flowers it has
Like ‘Here lies Art, what a brave guy
Crazy guy, I mean, really gave ‘em a fight
Supposedly the only thing he's afraid of is heights'
Hopefully they spell my name right, on my tombstone
If you're blasted, I too am stoned
Don't throw stones, but I'll pa** my joint to ‘em
If you ain't holding in the hit, then what you doin'?
[Hook: Art Morera]
I wrote this on i-95
Around 4 in the morning while I drive under yellow lights
Yellow Lights
[Verse 2: Art Morera]
They called me a has-been
Fans said I left them stranded, abandoned
And there I was, without a movement, stagnant
I see the trail in the dirt of my name, draggin' it
A couple allies turned into the antagonists
Upload a new song, who do I tag in this?
While I'm scaling out the buddha and baggin' it
Ooh the agony stuck like glue, it's magnetic
f**in' sat on my gluteus maximus
Smoke gas so much I put the doobi in Dubious
Nobody knew about my duties or the work I do put in
They only give you credit when the movie ends
Always tell my abuela I'm doing ‘muy bien'
Everyday is a hustle for a human being
Travel light, get a room at the inn
Drove across the country bunch of times, might just do it again
[Hook: Art Morera]
I wrote this on i-95
Around 4 in the morning while I drive under yellow lights
Yellow Lights