(Verse)
It ain’t what I aimed for, but what I’ve grown accustomed
Everyone pulls ahead, I get a thin dustin’
Watchin’ the train leave when I should be conductin’
Every cloud’s a middle finger, even the Lord said “Fuck him”
Goin’ down this lonely road, this life is semi-truckin’
Couldn’t have foretold the traffic that I’d be stuck in
Tried stickin’ to the plan but I didn’t have the suction
Slidin’ down the window, never feelin’ troublesome
Only troubled though, the lowliest of humbled souls
A scattered seed far away from the fields comfort grows
Been roamin’ the Lost Woods where my compass goes
Haywire, so many trees, I was in search of a clump, a grove
A pile of shit in my hand, thought I had a bunch of gold
Musta been swapped out when I was drunk and unfunction-oal
Wouldn’t be the first time that I’ve crumbled goals
Whenever I’m marchin’ forward, I may as well run from those

(Chorus)
Move on, I’ll be fine
Trust me
I’m used to being left behind

Move on, I’ll be fine
Trust me
I’m used to being left behind

Move on, I’ll be fine
Trust me
I’m used to being left behind

Move on, I’ll be fine
Trust me
I’m used to being left behind

(Verse)
Been waitin’ for a minute, catchin’ up, I’m hitch-hikin’
Sittin’ in the bed of the rusty pickup I’m ridin’ in
Watchin’ clouds roll while I can’t gain any traction
So I let the wind blow, it’s a fatal attraction
Tryin’ to play the role in situations where imaginin’
Isn’t the kind of action that’s considerably passin’
As sociable, didn’t know it’s this noticeable
Focus on the words, not just listen for the vocals
Never was the best or the brightest enrolled in school
No shit, I’m a bad breed, half-Polish, half-yokel
The world’s passin’ me, may as well just rap local
Prince and the pauper, fuck it, I can’t act noble
The two things I uphold, hip-hop and chivalry
Are dead to the world and it feels like they’re killin’ me
Missin’ bein’ out of this prison, breathin’ and feelin’ free
The shit I used to have is what instills this will in me