Parking Lot Lyrics

Back up on that parking lot

Whipping the Audi father taught me

Keep your sights locked afar

But never dazing off into stars

Gentle on throttles and stop

Only when the obstacles start

Getting closer

So my scope focused often

On those in front and I lost

My peripherals I thought

No was at my side and crossed

The intersection I was wanting

Specific instructions to follow

The directions I got

Was constantly a lot to process

So many cars

So many lights

And so much talking

That if an accident strikes

And you get mad up on sight

It ain't cuz of drunk driving

Got no phone up inside

And was sober all night

Don't tell me to focus I

Dozed off tryna keep my mind

Fixed on the road Don't try it

When your dome is finding

Notions of defensive driving

A stressor when you're the type

Doing one task at a time

Then fam, it's no wonder why

My younger brother got his license

Way before I did

Learn from the masters

Gotta shift, push

Shoutout Lupe Fiasco

Gotta kick, push

Look ahead never back

Gotta shift, push

Practice if you wanna get good

On quiet tracks won't get shook

Learn from the masters

Gotta shift, push

Shoutout Lupe Fiasco

Gotta kick, push

Far down the road, not back

Dear lord, I'll hit the track

And won't get cooked going fast

My focus emptied me of gas

Taking flight from the suburbs

Like a white rapper in one verse

When rhyming hood getting fucked

The streets just wasn't for me

Peel out to the countryside scene

With the stick, stuck in between

Stalling and stuffing my feet

On the brake enough and I see

Smoke from the pads, nothing but heat

Got my disk faded fast, carbon comes up in the scene

Like ceramic to lit gas, melt and shatter

When my family scream

Hit the pedals and

I'll never last, my head is mashed

Airhead like radio tracks

And my temper's like airbags

When I feel I'm about crash

I'm fixing to explode faster

Than you can calm my tantrum

Did my mom and dad

Press on the impression that traffic'd

Be part of driving, to plan

To Engage with drivers who can't

Look ahead, just at their dash

Drop the needle, why'd they have

Me hit the Clutch and shift

Up gears Imma get hit

Press the clutch and shift

But I'm T-Boned in the end

Press the clutch and shift

Press the clutch and shift

Press the clutch and shift