[Hook]

I get drunk and I pop pills

I can show you, but I can’t tell you how it feels

This a complicated life, the one that I live

I don’t give a shit bitch, it is what it is

I’m on my own shit, own shit, lost in my zone shit

Own shit, own shit, lost in my zone shit

I’m on my own shit, own shit, lost in my zone shit

Lost in my zone shit, lost in my zone shit

Two crazy baby mamas, two daughters, too little time

It’s hard for me to address my true feelings in the rhyme

I try and try and just keep coming up with empty lines

Billions of thoughts creep around the outer edges of my mind

And I’m intelligent but use alcohol and drugs as a crutch

For some reason when I’m high and drunk, I don’t feel the pain that much

So I just put some more OG in another blunt

Bottle up my problems and keep my eyes faced to the front

Head in the sky, always high, never looking down

And if I don’t plan to land, then I don’t never have to see the ground

Captain of the plane and all the bullshit, fuels the tank

And right before we boarded, we cleaned out all of the Memphis banks

Money train or money jet, we gonna get that money bet

Don’t anyone know what we doing, look at all the phonies sweat

Can’t tell you where I’m going, I'm at, or even were I was

If something goes wrong tonight, then I’ll just say it was because

[Hook]

I got a career that held on somehow for now well over a decade

And still get shows every weekend with no fucking radio play

I guess I’m ahead of my time, or even walking the perfect line

But I still can’t get no sleep, cause my hours are fucked from driving and flying

That’s part of the game, I know that so I deal with it

Crack the crown open I wash it down and take some pills with it

That’s the only way I’m getting rest in Memphis ten

Call me what you wanna call me, but you don’t know where I have been

I’ve seen my homies die, watched my child get took in court

Plus my pops is dead, I no longer have that father support

You think it’s easy being me? I got as many problems as you

And that was a few that bothers me, keyword: 'was a few'

Listen I've walked, rode bikes and drove up this road

And I’m gonna keep it 150 miles per hour on this ho

Tires are never gonna blow

Engines never gon' explode

I’m W-Y-T-E I don’t care what you think of me

And just so you know

[Hook x2]