2020 Sucks

It's too hot for vanlife, just want my own place // Was killing shit before corona, was always roaming the states // Hope Covid don't erase what I've labored to make on tour // Just played 80 dates but there was basically 80 more // I'd been rapping for like 9 years to build up to that moment // It was as if I had finally found the component // To have, more than a camper van. I am a ramblin man // I cannot stand to be stranded, expanding hand to hand // Is all I know, I miss the crowds and promoters // I miss the towns, dingy hotels, the sounds of the motors // Out on the highway, that's my way, a different type of mindstate // But for five months straight? I've been stuck in parents driveway // And it's too hot! This van is a oven // Wish I had 99 problems but I got like 80 dozen // Struggling. Because if tourings gone I'm fucked // and I don't even have it bad as most, two thousand twenty sucks //

Two thousand twenty sucks // Mane, two thousand twenty sucks // Dude, two thousand twenty sucks // and I don't even have it bad as most, two thousand twenty sucks //

Everythings been bad? Good, I fucking love it. // Give me that awful family nonsense I just crush it // Stuff it in the gas tank, use it as a pick me up // Sip mental abuse like Gin and Juice from a sippie cup // So shit what's up? There's nothing you could say to me // Cut me, I won't run. This blood is my favorite fragrancy // I'll smear it on my face, keep living just to spite you // Present me with a bunch of bullshit and I'm punching right through // Because I'm too, stubborn to die // Survivor down to fight I'll shove my thumb through your eye // All of life I've been confronted with torturous family pain // But the strife makes us tough and forces us to handle things // So in the midst of chaos // I finally found serenity // Weathers nice, went back to vanlife, now I'm tremendously // Better than I was before. Got my independence back // So catch me at some tennis court kickflipping in my filthy hat