Space Camper

On the warpath 'cause I'm hungry
I'm breaking in my shoes, getting comfy
Not about the rules, should I choose to be something
My whole life I've been prepared for this
On the warpath 'cause I'm hungry
I'm breaking in my shoes, getting comfy
Not about the rules, should I choose to be something
My whole life I've been prepared for this

Yeah you wanted the competition; set the bar up high
Well I'm straight flexing, reps, you bet I do chin-ups up in the sky
I've been up here with these guys
A pin-up but in disguise
I'll pass on my chicken dinner, we winners don't fantasize
Just keep an eye on the prize
We do it just for the pride
Pure necessity, rest of you rest in peace, bitch I'm alive
You surprised?
Play it cool, but I've seen it seep in your eyes
I'm three or four steps from making it
Claiming this game is mine
Whose line is it anyway, make a play and survive
Overtime, one point down
Shooting two, wait; rewind
Let's see that again, top ten legacy type of guy
Every shot I take increasing my stamina, super fly
True underdog story, glorious, Hoosier time
You'd be wrong to ignore me, notorious
Proven time and again, I'm doing what friends do
Trying to extend an olive branch, I offend you
I'm just trying to speak from what I know, shit I've been through
Left hand on the bible, right hand thrust a dagger straight in you
Jedi mind trick, yeah my ace Mace Windu
Enlightened saber, owe you no favors, pick up your chin dude
Dazed and confused, hope your compass gon' spin true
I beat my own drum until the skin's black and blue
So fuck most of y'all who think you know what I can't do
I'll fuck most of y'all and then I'll fuck up your plans too
'Cause fuck, most of all I'm trying to wind up in Cancun
First class, tipping a glass, hoping I land soon
I stand through the worst of it
Disregard turbulence
This my meditation, be patient 'cause what's disturbing is
My brain's vacant most of the days that I spend working shifts
Think of what I'd spit if I did this shit for a living, bitch

On the warpath 'cause I'm hungry
I'm breaking in my shoes, getting comfy
Not about the rules, should I choose to be something
My whole life I've been prepared for this
On the warpath 'cause I'm hungry
I'm breaking in my shoes, getting comfy
Not about the rules, should I choose to be something
My whole life I've been prepared for this
On the warpath 'cause I'm hungry
I'm breaking in my shoes, getting comfy
Not about the rules, should I choose to be something
My whole life I've been prepared for this
On the warpath 'cause I'm hungry
I'm breaking in my shoes, getting comfy
Not about the rules, should I choose to be something
My whole life I've been prepared for this



Credits
Writer(s): Reid Smith
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