hook I'm on the road I'm taking no calls I'm wanting Os I'm fuckin yr hoes I'm deep in my low I'm sippin the scotch I'm closing the cases I'm duckin the phases verse I'm writing my wrongs i escape with these poems I'm sending no texts I'm facing my plate i shag & i skate she callin my name my mind on a plane its easing the pain bridge I can't feel my face no breath .. turning pale so much on my plate i just pop a pill