Don't ask me what I wanna do man, I don't know
Stop asking who I wanna be cos I don't really know
You keep asking where I'm headed, you been down this road before?
Homie, I'm about whatever tell me where you wanna go
Let's hit the road, to the highway
Ditch the roach, getting high state
Pick a song, sing along, ain't no damn shame
Gotta stop thinking too much man, it's child's play
See, why you gotta make it so complicated?
Why you gotta make it so so complicated?
All this pressure tryna measure what it takes to be successful?
You got the luxury of time and fam, damn there's your treasure
The only real thing we have here, ain't nothing better
These the things that I take pleasure in
Quit stressing man
Cos every life can be a mess
But hey, I got this message fam
Just count your blessings, man
You got a hundred grand
Now don't it make you feel richer than the president?
Comfort that you feel when you holdin' on your mother's hand
Understand, you gotta weigh out all the circumstances
You know you have to take the bad with all the good you dance with
Just take a second homeboy why don't you think about it?
You really deem ya life trash? Ain't your judgment clouded?
Clear your head up, relax, don't get yourself surrounded
With all this bullshit and hate, it's just gon' get you blinded
Misguided, just never mind it. These things they uninvited
And be reminded to hold on to what is real
Deal and feel satisfaction
You feel that? Why don't you re-examine?