OneMansTrashIsAnotherMansTreasure BONES

[Verse 1]
The place that I grew up was hard to leave
It had everything I loved and hated and in-between
Had visions and intuitions of a west coast theme
But we were smoking synthetic
When I slept, I couldn't dream
So how am I supposed to see what I know I truly mean
When my eyes are glazed over and my brain can't breathe?
When Jane and El left to show me a couple of things
Like you ain't gotta settle with the mental this town breeds
But how do I dash and carve out my own path
When I don't see no problem with livin’ and sleepin’ in trash?
It was the highlight of our year to get a quarter ounce bag
Finally we had something to release the anger we had
But just as all things do, it started to get old
Everyday on rewind, I played the same old role
Had a chip on my shoulder, almost to the point I would scold
Anyone of my old friends that told me "Stay home"
'Cause they didn't get it and I got that they never would
Don't want to die in a place where the graves are made of mud
What?
SESH

[Chorus]
Gotta do what I got to do, gotta do what I got to do
Gotta do what I got to do, gotta do what I got to do