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 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

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