Wake up in the morning like I finally made it
Turn on Mr. Carmack song, Free Baby
Walk outside I can finally see, baby
Feel the sun beaming down and it feels amazing

The other day I popped a mescaline pill
Had me feeling I could hop off of the balcony rails
Like I could fly
I tried to run through glass and failed
Almost killed myself
Out of body for real
Had to get stitches on my arms and knees
Maybe invincibility ain’t all it's cracked up to be
As the wounds heal and I come back to my sober being
I realize I'm a hard headed SOB
Always searching for escape
Tryna be free
From the daily crap and responsibilities
That’s why every weekend and a couple nights of the week
I cop a bottle of Jack or Hennessy
Sometimes mix it sometimes no chasing
Just to feel numb to anxiety
Always climbing toward a come up but progress slowly
Why am I still using the same rhyme scheme?
I don’t know, maybe I'm inherently lazy
I look up to my big homie Lazenby
You can tell his work ethic far far exceeds
The average simple minded young dude with a dream
I know personally I got more hustle left in me
If I spent more hours of the day scheduling
And organizing some order to the chaos
I'm sure I'd be surprised with how much more I get done
I wanna learn Spanish, should already be fluent
Downloaded Rosetta Stone illegally and still don't know it
Lived in South America Colombia for a month
The best my Spanish was but since I've slacked up
There’s really no excuse for the time I lose
Especially since I've thought about it and know what I need to do
Need to lose a couple pounds
I'm gettin bigger, man boobs
But let me stop stressing, that's the point of this tune

Wake up in the morning like I finally made it
Turn on Mr. Carmack song, Free Baby
Walk outside I can finally see, baby
Feel the sun beaming down and it feels amazing