Odyssey

This one's my best friend, can't seem to wake up

Mom's boy just trimmed the horny hairs, pushing me out of bed

Stool feels like a cage, pulling me down

I grabbed my boy and let's dip into the day

Sneaking out the side door, dodging the usual scene

Friends are already in, ready for another day of freedom

As if they're familiar streets, we've been passed by guys

In this neighborhood, we carve our own paths

Avoiding the crowd, letting the routine slide by

Managing the world beyond these bars, but we're free