2020 Sucks Lyrics

It's too hot for vanlife, just want my own place

Was killing shit before corona, was always roaming the states

Hope Covid don't erase what I've labored to make on tour

Just played 80 dates but there was basically 80 more

I'd been rapping for like 9 years to build up to that moment

It was as if I had finally found the component

To have, more than a camper van. I am a ramblin man

I cannot stand to be stranded, expanding hand to hand

Is all I know, I miss the crowds and promoters

I miss the towns, dingy hotels, the sounds of the motors

Out on the highway, that's my way, a different type of mind state

But for five months straight? I've been stuck in parents driveway

And it's too hot! This van is a oven

Wish I had 99 problems but I got like 80 dozen

Struggling. Because if tourings gone I'm fucked

And I don't even have it bad as most, two thousand twenty sucks

Two thousand twenty sucks

Dude, two thousand twenty sucks

Mane, two thousand twenty sucks

And I don't even have it bad as most, two thousand twenty sucks

Everything's been bad? Good, I fucking love it

Give me that awful family nonsense I just crush it

Stuff it in the gas tank, use it as a pick me up

Sip mental abuse like Gin and Juice from a sippie cup

So shit what's up? There's nothing you could say to me

Cut me, I won't run. This blood is my favorite fragrancy

I'll smear it on my face, keep living just to spite you

Present me with a bunch of bullshit and I'm punching right through

Because I'm too, stubborn to die

Survivor down to fight I'll shove my thumb through your eye

All my life I've been confronted with torturous family pain

But the strife makes us tough and forces us to handle things

So in the midst of chaos, I finally found serenity

Weathers nice, went back to vanlife, now I'm tremendously

Better than I was before. Got my independence back

So catch me at some tennis court kick flipping in my filthy hat