Sidehoe

Couple hours out from a new city
Nothing in his pocket but a lighter and 2 fifties
Luckily, gas tank half full
Half empty if you ask him the type to think life's a hassle
And a bitch and karmas an asshole
Moving to a new town to drown out the past woes
And sins, he's breaking out his comfort spots
Shaking out the loose change for over counter pounds of pot
He's shot, dog tired at the days end
Too late, either sleeping in the car or park bench
stars shine just right through the light tint
All he needs to make the night better is a side hoe
Bro, who's even gonna know?
It's a tough road alone with the wife back at home
He don't see the harm in a casual blow
Man of his beliefs stand strong like stonewall
Jackson, his life is too taxing
He need an outlet, blow all the hoes backs IN
Admits to himself he's got a problem but he never seems to put the time in to try and Solve Em
Oh well, lead a horse to the brook and
if you wanna make em drink gotta sink line and hook em
Most people these days are stubborn as mule
Reasoning with them is unusual and cruel
It's too late for him to reverse his mistakes
Tryna make him change has proven unfruitful
He's just and old soul
If the bar don't play Coltrane he won't go
Wife better brace herself for impact
He gambled everything she had and can't get the chips back
Another lesson not learned early enough
Make sure you see the true colors before you place the cuffs