I woke up on Gulf To Bay, chilling by the Bayside, Keep it good girl on my waist side, Like the best gun I never bought, I get along with my thoughts, sing along with the thots, and I'm okay with these cops huh? Yeah I'll just take it like a shot, cuz I'm that soul that ain't been bought, and I fought to burn the fables like Aesop, you'll be at my table once the new drops, I'm not stable like the old me resurrected, You can catch dodging traffic on the dead end intersections, but I ought to see some blessings through these amens, I'm on my own shore before the waves hit, And I'm my own story but they'll go and change it, I'm on my own island like the Caimans and y'all so cavemen..that's why you're caving in, and I ought to see some blessings through these amens, yes I ought to see some blessings through this amens, when worlds collide all you can do is glide, Look, I'm so sorry about your state.. I know Florida's what they hate, Not sorry that we have our land straight, You can't always buy the man though you put gas in his tank,