I think happiness went the other way
Sometimes you just have to wait
I never believed in God
But things got so fucked up
That I had to pray
I used to steal my Daddy's cabernet
Never thought it would turn into a rattlesnake
Thinkin', everything will be all right
Maybe get thru the week
Maybe see another Saturday
All the while where we know where to go
Argue with the homies bout the road
Throw on Goodie Mob
Some food for the soul
Till it's two in the morning
When rain hits the windshield
And everything is still
Is it really a big deal?
One hand on the steering wheel
We'll be all right
I had a brown paper bag
St. Ides on that motherfucker
In the city where we smash
5-0 comin' then you know I'm running
Crawling broken fences, when shit gets hard
Don't know who your friend is
And I lose perspective
When I go to a place where I lose reception
Let the silence pass by
Like you're living a past life
I can barely remember last night
And in the morning, swear its the last time
Where would I be?
Can't start over if you don't get a new ID
I know the devil fancy me
Don't mean that motherfucker gets to dance with me!
Bought a house, some would call it home now (What?)
Times are moving kinda slow now (What?)
Watch the population grow wild (What?)
A bunch of people I don't know now (What?)
My city's changed and I'm zoned out
I thought about New York, maybe SoCal
Thru condos people can't afford now
Hearts bulldozed and tore down
Overpopulated but the city is a ghost town
Keep a little real ones with me
When it goes down
Conversely, think about Sloane now
Only reason I would ever leave my hometown
If I still drink, I would crack a 40 ounce
Parents left, moved away, sold the house
It's been hard to ignore now
Wish we could sort it out
Last couple says pour it out
St. Ides