It's so depressin', uh. Be the realest shit I ever wrote. (Money and cars, bitches). Shit Is Real Part 2. (Drugs). Modern day. (Society you know?). See what it's like to walk in my shoes.
[Intro]. Yeah, sometimes you just gotta ride. . [Verse 1]. I'm headed to Savannah, the sun rise there. And somethin tellin me that I should be somewhere near.
These days I find Im wasting my time. On all the little things that shouldnt concern me. Weighing my heart with such confused emotion. Letting anxiousness in where peace should prevail.