Another ring, another buzz on my phone
Another cold night spent here all alone
Another backwood sparked on my patio
Another silent hit as I watch my cherry glow
The image I depict gets carried with a tone
The life I've lived gets buried when I'm gone
I understand this and that life goes on
So why am I pissed when things are going wrong
I don't exist, you can miss me in my songs
I Flick my wrist cuz I'm writing bout my wrongs
Id make a list but itd get too long
Say f*ck this, grab a lighter and the bong
I don't need this shit I can do it on my own
Back to the wood, Then I exhale slow
The moonlight hits and illuminates the smoke
This life ain't shit I'm just going with the flow