Inner Thoughts

Look in The air while on the road and I see cloudy skies

Think about the bros on the way home and I'm like, how they die?

Turn off the music get in my thoughts it's been mighty quiet

I look to God for all the answers, hope I finally find them

Don't use my hands, I'm in a Tesla, I've been pilot drivin

Cut of my phone, no dnd, just know I'm probably cryin

Just want this pain to go away like, bro, my mind been throbbing

Tryna get rich, remove the stress and have my mama smiling

And I've been on the road for a minute

Can we take it slow for a minute