[Verse 1: Maros]
See it's a good day, that's what I should say
I'm sittin here thinking that I need a job with good pay
I finished college but I still don't feel accomplished
And I really feel astonished by Sallie Mae's admonishing
I need some polishing, my life is like a coaster
I battle all the lows with motivation posters
Supposed emotions, compose the oceans
So I should just wait for my wave to coast in
I'm looking for my shooting star the chance to go air born
Be forewarned all the obstacles will be mourned
I'm not adorned, but I really wish I could be
Stand strong and tall, provide support like an oak tree
I guess I don't see clearly when I'm so stressed
I need to take a second, think of how I've been blessed
If life's a test, then I'm guessing with my answers
It's time to ride to clean my mind, my thought enhancer
[Hook: Maros & Amanda L. Morris]
But who am I to be?
Honestly
I can't clear the thoughts in me
So I go for a ride
I'm cruising hoping maybe
I can find, some insight
Or the light inside this night
There's to much to overwrite
Just gotta keep on moving
[Verse 2: 2 Mello]
I can't breathe in this house to get my verses down
So I roll out, for fresh air and diverse sounds
Spring breeze and 75 degrees
And the world is full of people, people, people
Nothing can hold me down from enjoying the
Simplest hip hop harmony in headphones while I'm exploring
Hidden treasures of my town like, thrift shops and book stores
Food from other continents, elegant nonsense
Even if gas is a gallon for 5
I couldn't live without my ride because it's how I survive
Don't be surprised if I drive to the last stop of your city bus route
And not even quit after the streetlights cut out
If I hit the end it's time to reverse
Past the alleys where young hearts hide kisses and curses
My aim's not to impress and hope that you approve
Even if I'm stuck in life I always stay on the move and just cruise
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Maros]
Feeling introspective, am I a good parent?
I mean I think I am but still emotions run errant
Inheriting my genes does it seem he'll likely suffer
I try so hard to buffer but does that seem enough or
Maybe causing harm to his growing self character
I care for sure, it seems like i'm battling myself and there's
No way for sure to know
If I am helping though
At times I feel I do
But really is that feeling true?
On top of that I have to ask, am I a good friend
Can they depend on me to function as a godsend
I tend to send myself on furors over stress loads
And this bodes horribly until I decode
It's on the road that I finally get to wind down
Windows, A/C up, and drown my troubles in the loud sound
Harsh thoughts are weapons and stress can leave you feeling callous
I need to take a ride to get inside my mind palace
[Hook]