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