Lyrics: Shawn Anderson
Music: Onaje Douglas
The snows Meltin I can finally put on shorts
i find it ironic I’m headed up north
scooped onaje on my way to olean, Olympian rap we play this like a sport
pop corks, for celebratory victories
I stay on the road I’m avoiding misery
if I hit enough states I’ll find what’s meant for me
we all find our purpose eventually
sometimes there’s too many tolls on the road
u can always avoid em if u kno where to go
my pedals to the floor no cruise control
all across the globe I got second homes
at any given turn I could lose my soul
but the knowledge comes through the growth
I guess I’m jus searchin for the true me
writin down my thoughts wit no loose leaf
I-90 to the 86 west side of NY
a drive just clear my mind
I-90 to the 86 west side of NY
a drive just clear my mind
end with something else?
I know that all the pain heals in time
I rolled a few and hit the road now feelin fine