Came into the game with a pair of boots, pair of head phones Writing lyrics as I walk these backroads all alone Look how much better Im doin, look how much that I have grown Gon' have "Dr. Feast" carved into my fuckin head stone Everytime I drive around I gotta get stoned Ex's come around, you know they gettin friend-zoned Nobody has the tools to get me off of this throne Comin at me bitch you know you gettin T-boned Chillin in the woods, you know I live my life slow But when the time comes, know when I gotta go go Flow smoother than the marijuana out my window Pothead, rollin stoned, ya'll a buncha weirdos Sometimes I think about summer of 2023 Tryna find a girl around who really wanna be wit me Didn't have a bitch, always layin down, beatin my meat Fucked the local fat bitch in my Suzuki back seat Meet up with the boys up on a Parker back street Cruisin through the windies vibin headed up to St. Pete. 6 grand on the tach, cuz you know i can't be beat At my buddy's grandma's house, cuz she's always gotta treat Life always seems harder than it really be My tunnel's cracked but that's okay because I'm lookin through the seams So I know that there's a light, just gotta keep movin my feet A country boy wit a android just writin to these beats Niggas makin smart remarks but they don't even know me Hangin off my dick, they wanna come over and blow me Hahaha... You pussies hangin down below me Cuz you mad that you dont have the fuckin smoke to come and choke me You and I, ain't the same, I'll beat you in every game You will die, I will play, do this shit like every day And then you'll cry, that's okay, pittiness is pretty lame See me fly, right through Main, I smile and wave