I wear the same hat on the way back

Never too far from the train tracks

Laid back with the bass track

Feeling like a needle in a haystack

I wear the same hat on the way back

Never too far from the train tracks

Laid back with the bass track

Feeling like a needle in a haystack

Creek livin' since chicken pox

Couldn't put me in a box

Pocket full of rocks in my dirty socks

Days on a mission to just get some recognition

On my bike out playing chicken

Least til the pool would open up

Rooster every morning

Making shitty ass recordings by my bed

It was said that I had everything important

But little did they know I was digging me a hole to hide

Still got my shovel but I'm back from the other side

I wear the same hat on the way back

Never too far from the traintracks

Laid back with the bass track

Feeling like a needle in a haystack

I wear the same hat on the way back

Never too far from the train tracks

Laid back with the bass track

Feeling like a needle in a haystack

Bike to the beach

Sand on my feet couple skinned knees on the concrete

Little off beat never lost me

Never really cared what it cost me

Look around cause I know things change

They could be sick of the same old thing

Like the reason I left in the first place

Things come and go it's a whole new space

On the way to relax with a sack

See the fam do the math everybody's good

Reminisce for a tick at the crib hit or miss

With the kids from the neighborhood

Need less but I'm back for more

Been in the game but we never kept score

Takin what I'm given never ask what for

Was a bird in the nest now I'm out the door

Another fucked up night at the Hampton Inn

Glass on the floor and the lamp stand bent

Plans for today I had to cancel them I

I'm really not a stand-up friend

Some chick in the bed head underneath the pillow

Only thing I can see is where her tramp stamp is

Called on God he ain't answerin

The way I'm livin life is cancerous

I'm trying really hard to make a transition

From the chaos hey that's all I know

But if I live long life, I'll die slow

Every time I get high I'm at all-time low

But I'm back in the A where I call my home

By the train tracks may crash out, hold up

Put the beanie on and step

I can see the road ahead

And it seems to be a blessin from God

I wear the same hat on the way back

Never too far from the train tracks

Laid back with the bass track

Feeling like a needle in a haystack

I wear the same hat on the way back

Never too far from the train tracks

Laid back with the bass track

Feeling like a needle in a haystack

Never too far from the train tracks

Feeling like a needle in a haystack