Flagpole

Living blind like justice ain’t no bail
Like why am I cuffed to a broke bell
Old memories of livin in my parents van
Poor family I can even share a crayon
A Ford but couldn’t any caravan
Left the care out in the woods where the air is thin
Rocky mountain roach clips with the painted feathers
All three can get you high but it ain’t forever
Got no housing though it sits eight family members
It’s all free till you find you can’t escape the weather
Without a hole to piss on the road you trippin
Ain’t no going back to then when all your roads have shoulders missing
Hold up gotta use the past to lead you through the path
Narrow road or sterile pole move your ass
Lo and behold I see the eye on the pyramid of cans
Crushing Michelob Dry’s for a dime though for like a period of ten
Life was but a drive no knowing where we going or began
I mean damn whole fam in a hotel
Had to run a scam on the owner man don’t tell
Four inside one bed with the dog out the window going shit
Never said that mine don’t smell
Without a hole to piss on the road you trippin
Ain’t no going back to then when all your roads have shoulders missing
Hold up gotta use the past to lead you through the path
Narrow road or sterile pole move your ass
Hardways and Propositions on the hotel
Always gott’em jiggling hope ya throw well
You holding L’s cus can’t hold your own
But you gotta own and with an L that’s a loan
You startin' with an L and you endin' with an L
Now you just a big zero in the middle of it all
That’s an LOL how the devil spell freedom
Well it’s a spell of the devil to be free dumb
It’s an oh well or a big ol' well
When nobody can tell where we going or where we from
On the tree’s we swung but on the tree’s we hung
All of these leave us to wonder bout these thumbs
Hitchhiking from kingdom to kingdom
Kinda gives motor skills a whole new meaning