You may not think so man

But that boy he's just like me.

He likes dogs and he likes bicycles

And like everyone else in this town

He chasing his dream.

when my front end fell out

It flashed out cross the b.q.e.

The only thing I could care about

Were my cds and my weed.

So I ditched the plates

Ran my ass towards the l.i.e.

And I caught a pair of headlights:

My buddy Messina flaggin' down on me.

and I'm not the biggest scumbag you'll ever meet

And yeah man all my bridges are hangin' from a string:

Thin like a fishing line, like the type of string

That keeps this whole damn city together.

and I'm a live wire

And I can't fight this feeling any longer

yeah someday I'll go back to school

And one day I'll pay you your money back.

and one day man

You gotta realize

That all these ideas

We bought em all.

And then calm down,

Your just growin' old.

so let's hold this close

And we'll fall back to what's ours

I've got enough pills

To last us both a couple of hours

And we'll count our stars it won't come to soon.

I'm on fire now I feel alright

Like I've been wanting to write home

Wanted to tell mom

"every bodies fine"

Soul singers got me singin'

Man this shit gets to me

Same way it got to you

And so on