[Verse 1 : Doms Gauge]
Young man with an old soul
Take a walk in my shoes they got some old soles
A minor chugging Budweiser like Stone Cold
Then he'd poke holes in the empty can to smoke bowls
But I don't think the same since then
Saw that I was f**ing up, wish I'd have changed sh** then
Wrote a message out to god, but I ain't hit send
Because I got another text and went to hang with friends
But I rarely see the homies now
Laying vocals down
So they wonder why they ain't been seeing Doms around
In Las Vegas I just hope we're found
We're all some animals tryna find our way like Homeward Bound
I used to watch that with my Grandma
Since she's been gone I had to man up
Like a hat from Atlanta I had to be brave
I've been working each day
Tryna get this music out, I'm sorry for the delays
But it's hard writing your whole life in these songs
Like I remember seeing my bro fight with my mom
So him and my pops moved
And they had a spare room
Guess it wouldn't be very long till I was there too
'Cause I was doing bad at the time
Ditching school, ran away, d** and girls all I had on my mind
Thought that it was fun and games, soon my life was gonna change
But there's a lot I've been thru come take a walk in my shoes
Thinking back to elementary, reading captain underpants
I wanted to write a story before this rapping was the plan
Now that I'm telling my own I have a couple fans
One day I'll be selling out shows and packing up the stands
You heard that you could make trash another mans treasure
Went and bought some old tap shoes and tried to dance better
Threw em away because you didn't wear anymore
A homeless person found em, that's the best pair they ever wore
[Outro : Doms Gauge]
Take a walk in my shoes
Young man with an old soul
Take a walk in my shoes
Take a walk in my shoes they got some old soles
Take a walk in my shoes
Young man with an old soul
Take a walk in my shoes
Theres a lot I've been thru, come take a walk in my shoes x2