Garden Grove (2025 Remaster)

We took this trip to Garden Grove

Smelled like Lou Dog inside the van, oh, yeah

This ain't no funky reggae party, five dollars at the door

It gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme?

I've got the microwave, got the VCR

I've got the deuce-deuce in the trunk of my car, oh yeah

If you only knew that all the love that I've found

It's hard to keep my soul on the ground

You're a fool

Don't fuck around with my dog

All that I can see, I steal

I fill up my garage

'Cause in my mind

Music from Jamaica, all the love that I found

Pull over, there's a reason why my soul is unsound

It's you

It's that shit stuck under my shoe

It's that smell inside the van

It's my bed sheet covered with sand

Sittin' through a shitty band

Getting dog shit on my hand

Getting hassled by the man

Wakin' up to an alarm

Stickin' needles in your arm

Pickin' up trash on the freeway

Feelin' depressed every day

Leavin' without making a sound

Pickin' my dog up at the pound

Livin' in a tweaker pad

Getting yelled at by my dad

Sayin' I'm happy when I'm not

Findin' roaches in the pot

Oh, all these things I do

Yeah, they're waiting for you