[Chorus]
People tell me things will coast on by
Things will float right by
Then they tell me to protect my neck
They say watch your step
So I tell ‘em you can coast on by
You can float right by
I ain’t asking for advice you give
So leave me to the life I live

[Verse 1]
Yo
I had a moment where I could have changed the path I’ve chosen
I said f**k that, I don’t like keeping my options open
I like my path narrow straight like an arrow
But music’s almost dead, they said it needs that bone marrow
I got up caught up and messed up in my head about it
Got all upset about it, when I then read about
The more I tried to let it go, the more that was said about it
Have an Italian friend named Fred, he said
“forget about it”
So I made 2 songs, flew right over to Tucson
Did a show, got booed off stage, said f**k AZ then moved on
Found a bar with the hoops on, drank there for too long
Then booked an escort half price, the daily deal on Groupon
It didn’t fix my issues, my problems on repeat
I’m still trying to get my ink to page and let it breathe
Indelible infusions staining up the beat
And if you listen close enough, you'll hear genius when it speaks

[Chorus]


[Verse 2]
Cynic cynic, I don’t buy into the gimmicks
I do it a la Antix but no one seems to dig it
And maybe I’m a bigot, coz truthfully I figure
You’re a common denominator and I’m a prime fucking digit
So ribbit ribbit I jump from out the skillet
I know when something’s wrong, don’t need to cook alive to feel it
I’m Hitchens, you’re a zealot
This didn’t just begin, as far as I’m concerned
Being stupid is a sin
I used to get offended when people would begin
Talking all the hoop-la but now I just pretend
I’m in my little place where the world ain’t getting in
And hopefully they'll stop the cowboys and Indians
Went back on Groupon to find the girl again
Instead I got pedicure for me and a friend
But I got none of them, yo, they whispers in the wind
So f**k it, I’ll grow a couple other legs and go again