From July to October,
Can you hear my soul cry?
Thats r.i.p-its over,
Dreams of what I could be, these vacancies,
is what I’m in need-of,
dropped the top on the beach,
I gotta new car and got it pulled over,
Grabbed my license and registration-not sure of, whether I-should double back and hit rewind for this store-run,
But the officer wasn’t after me,
actually-its been crazy,
he hit the sirens-then lost his balance,
he pulled over ms.lady,
theres a first time for everything,
then I noticed her wedding ring,
ding-ding, just wait a moment and see,
exactly, that’s what I thought,
just another box filled with cans of worms.
[hook]
Who’s that there-behind me?
Is that the old me?
No wonder why I can’t find him…..
Way too focused on knowledge,
In a banshee-wit a bad B,
and she giving throat like a scholar,
I don’t know what a plan b…….
Guess I’m racking up mileage,
If you ask me-
I’ll be honest, no need to open your wallet, you around bosses, and I ain’t taking no losses,
Glad I caught this!-man,everything just been flawless,
I’m on big shit, you got a small ship,
Whoever taught this, I can’t call it,
I got joy Boi!-im in floridah,
[wake up alarm]
“Nigha wake your ass up you late to work”
“Huh?”
“Nigha you musta hit the lottery cuz you gon lose your-“
“Where’d he go?!”
[car pulls off loudly]
“………yeah, I thought so”
[skit-old man singing]
I’m a working man,
Digging up holes-from 6am to 10pm
I’m a working man,
And my old lady won’t let meeee go-