[Verse 1]
Left St. Pete on a Tuesday, heat hittin’ like a stove,
Me and Zeus in the front seat, dog snorin’ like he old.
Gas tank full, vibes low, playlist stuck on repeat,
ATL up on the map — I’m prayin’ this car don’t overheat.
Pulled over once already — cop said, “Sir, you okay?”
I said, “Hell no, officer, but I’m goin’ anyway.”
Zeus lookin’ at me sideways like, “Bro, please chill,”
But I’m bored as hell, so I scream loud — almost gave him a heart attack for real.
[Hook]
This road trip sucks — I ain’t even gon’ lie,
Got bugs on my windshield, sweat in my eye.
Tryna get to Denver, but the universe said “why?”
Man, I swear this whole damn trip can die.
This road trip sucks — but I’m still ridin’ out,
’Cause I gotta get my bike from my ex crackhead boss’ house.
He cool… but he shady… and I’m no fool,
If he pawn my bike for crack, I’ma lose my cool.
[Verse 2]
Stopped to help some girls stranded — tank empty, car dead,
I said, “Hop in, I’ll help y’all out,” tryin’ to be a good man instead.
Went to grab a lil’ gas can, came back… they were gone.
Found another ride quick — damn, bitches moved on.
But I ain’t feel guilty — nah, I ain’t pressed,
’Cause truth be told, I wanted to leave they ass, God bless.
Called my girl like, “Baby, listen… you won’t believe this mess,”
She said, “Why you always in chaos?” I said, “Girl, I’m doin’ my best.”
[Hook]
This road trip sucks — I ain’t even gon’ lie,
Got Zeus in the backseat givin’ me the side-eye.
ATL behind me, Denver too far ahead,
And my sanity hangin’ on by one lil’ thread.
This road trip sucks — but I’m still pushin’ through,
’Cause I gotta get my tools and my bike back too.
My boss cool… but he smoke… and I ain’t no fool,
He might trade my Harley for a rock — that ain’t cool.
[Bridge]
Gas station chicken got me prayin’ to the Lord,
Zeus farted in the car — now I’m beggin’ for the door.
GPS rerouted me through hell and back twice,
And the motel I stayed in had one working light.
[Verse 3]
But I’m almost to Denver, almost done with this ride,
Almost done with the madness, almost done with the pride.
If one more thing go wrong, I swear I’m turnin’ around,
But Zeus barked like, “Nah bro, we too far outta town.”
So I keep on drivin’, cussin’, vibin’,
Barely survivin’, but still strivin’.
One day I’ll laugh at this — but today ain’t the day,
Right now I’m just tryna make it there without losin’ my way.
[Outro]
So if you see me on the highway lookin’ stressed as fuck,
Just know this road trip cursed — I ran outta luck.
But I’m still rollin’, still movin’, still talkin’ my shit,
’Cause life a hot mess… and I’m built for it.
LCLUVLY