Lyrics:

Uh, waiter bring another round please
Bring that mother fucker back
A couple more, they like it all please
'Cause y'all know how to act
And I don't give a fuck, can I live?
'Cause we be doin' too much shit
Just a couple of kids from east side of the 2-1-6
Bummin' a dollar and a dream real shit
Every day I wake, higher than the night before
Blackin' out every night on tour
5 a.m we jump into the pool with our drawers
Till the cops come. Run, run, fuck the law
And I was born to be wild
Sex, rock and roll and weed piles
Runnin' from the oldest seniles
Follow in my steps, then you walkin' a green mile
Trees in my pockets like my denims a greenhouse
Lead my team town?
Tell me what's my age again?
How many hours till I rage again?
This is the story of a young boy and the page we in
Say that he off chasin' fame again
And there he goes... almost... famous bitch

The bittersweet between my teeth
Tryin' to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah

Uh, half naked and almost famous
Wild nights and all those places
I be, half naked and almost famous
And when I get up I ain't changin'
Tell the world lace up
Yeah, come rage with the Machine bitch
E.S.T the team bitch
Never got a college degree
Too busy raisin' hell like it was Friday the 13th bitch
Fuck clothes and fuck hoes
Hundred dollars worth of munchies, truckloads
Eighty-nine cent slushy in the cuphold
Don't know where I'm goin', but we gone... what's home?
Maybe I'll just mapquest my dream
And it'll say the address was me
So what I really wanted all along's been camouflaged by deed?
I'm not a pro, I just dogged the lead?
California dreams
Where we sick of boring Cleveland weather man
Wishin' for heat, I guess I need to see the leather man?
Uh, I just wanna be young forever man
Roll the peter pan, light it up and went to Neverland
Mother fucker I'm gone

The bittersweet between my teeth
Tryin' to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah