breathe

A wise man once told me to have patience

And worry is a way of misusing imagination

Now I'm a master at pacing the radiation within my brainwaves

Racing like masters that's chasing down a runaway slave

In the land of the free, the home of the brave

Highway to Hell driving you to an early grave

Best avoid the road rage, never let ya old age

Get the best of you when there's no faith in ya destiny

Gauge blowing brains from close range if u mess with me

Or the dope I create with the homemade recipe

I always stayed the freshest, oh yes, he's flexing

Indeed and best believe I'm only headed for cheese