The Best of the Worst...
Six bucks an hour, hundred a week
Half goes to food and the rest goes to weed
18 years old winter time McKinney
Roaches in my bed and a leak in my ceiling
Nights on mushrooms and LSD
Rolling my balls and hanging out in cemeteries
Drive around and park where no ones looking
She jumped me in the back for a public display of fuckin'
Those were the best of the worst times
It only makes sense played on rewind
Back then I didn't know the difference
No perspective or frame of reference
Summer came and got evicted again
My friend said he had a room that I could squat in
When he got there he failed to mention
That he was growing, so get up there and start helping
Those were the best of the worst times
It only makes sense played on rewind
Back then I didn't know the difference
No perspective or frame of reference
Those were the best of the worst times
Like chasing my shadow deaf, dumb, and blind
Back then I didn't know the difference
Drift off to sleep
Wake up in a hundred degree Texas heat
This is me coming clean
Here in my own soggy dream
Those were the best of the worst times
It only makes sense played on rewind
Back then I didn't know the difference
No perspective or frame of reference
Those were the best of the worst times
My body's getting older but I have the same mind
Back then I didn't know the difference
And to this day I still claim I don't know JACK SHIT
Half goes to food and the rest goes to weed
18 years old winter time McKinney
Roaches in my bed and a leak in my ceiling
Nights on mushrooms and LSD
Rolling my balls and hanging out in cemeteries
Drive around and park where no ones looking
She jumped me in the back for a public display of fuckin'
Those were the best of the worst times
It only makes sense played on rewind
Back then I didn't know the difference
No perspective or frame of reference
Summer came and got evicted again
My friend said he had a room that I could squat in
When he got there he failed to mention
That he was growing, so get up there and start helping
Those were the best of the worst times
It only makes sense played on rewind
Back then I didn't know the difference
No perspective or frame of reference
Those were the best of the worst times
Like chasing my shadow deaf, dumb, and blind
Back then I didn't know the difference
Drift off to sleep
Wake up in a hundred degree Texas heat
This is me coming clean
Here in my own soggy dream
Those were the best of the worst times
It only makes sense played on rewind
Back then I didn't know the difference
No perspective or frame of reference
Those were the best of the worst times
My body's getting older but I have the same mind
Back then I didn't know the difference
And to this day I still claim I don't know JACK SHIT
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Bell, Elyadeen Anbar, Jacob Delott
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