Sunshine

From President Street to dependent on dreams

From job to job I don't know when I got jinxed

All I know is I expect the worst from myself all the time

And when I'm down in the dumps I already knew it all along

Think I need to get some help, I've been bumpin' bumps

Like trunk subs and potholes, pimples and hot rails

I'll stop there, taking my best shot at hip hop

Feel like I got it right inside of my crosshair

That means my heart might explode in the process

I strapped a bomb to my chest, now I'm speeding down the highway