Thinkin bout a ride

Johnny boy sleep deprived going for a ride, but this one’s mental self reflective meditation his mind neglected to explain it

Stop real quick a couple gallons of gas. I got enough, but I’ll use it leadfoot dammit I’m gonna get there fast. GPS says what now?my ass! I’ll beat it every time. Leave it in the past.

[interrupt] hey, what are you thinking about? Hey, what do you mean?

I used to hide too much inside. It was whooping my ass now I’m transparent look through me like glass used to lie too much now it’s just the truth sometimes crass for some people realities hard to grasp and it’s confusing when you’re trying to be true to yourself I’m gonna do some thinking drinking maybe that’ll help or it’ll make me numb to myself. but you can also make me numb to the hell where sometimes I’m mentally dwell because I slipped and I fell hit rock bottom started to dig cause I do everything well.

Thought it was a ride, thought the highway was real, it’s really a war with alI I conceal. digging up dead ghosts weakness’ host, revealing every scar exorcised the truth cast away the lies Tear out the coward, expose the fool in disguise, tight rope the danger zone only the ruthless version survives.

At some point, I looked up at the scoreboard decided I wanted to do more stop taking the Ls every dub was something more to live for something to stop taking pills for something I can grab with my own two hands something tangible not just dreams in my head. I wasn’t just eaten. I was getting fed.

You got a nourish yourself just like Johnny boy, blue eyes legs from the ground to the sky, tatted up skin now with the heart to win trying to get it all in while standing all out turns to the crowd that way you can see now that boy right there with the hair burning hellfire ginger colored like no other hair that’s red the greatness baby that’s what I said 

Thought it was a ride, thought the highway was real, it’s really a war with alI I conceal. digging up dead ghosts weakness’ host, revealing every scar exorcised the truth cast away the lies Tear out the coward, expose the fool in disguise, tight rope the danger zone only the ruthless version survives.

Heard the news off on a mental cruise, maybe banged up and bruised, but we’re the chosen few nothing to lose writing the truth refreshing like a fountain of youth sex full of facts bags full of proof stack them high packed to the sky be a star going far raising the bar like we’re raising the roof.

TGB life… Johnny boy describing the early stages of the king ginger arrival before he knew whew before we all knew

Dark country Texas quick not too twangy