The Process

There's some lightning in a bottle there's a snake inside my boot

With my fist around the throttle took myself to get tattooed

And maybe I could use a friend or two

I'm Stuck on memory lane cause I've got nothing else to do

Ditched a date for the casino spent like way much more than food

Had to stake my el Camino and the house is always rude

Go alone all my peers have moved

No one blowing up my phone ever since the law pursued

Mind my process

I'm not scared