Me, Myself, and I-45

Rolling down the interstate

Working on my inner state

Wheels turning

Gas burning

 

All these exits look the same

Dead ends with different names

I never leave town

I’m putting my foot down

 

And I’mma drive

Through the cracked up roads of my mind

Take some time

Me Myself and I-45

 

Windows down with the speakers up

Egg biscuit and a coffee cup

Right next to me

Is all I need

 

Getting over some hills

Under some bridges

Imma take some time and miles just thinking

Going nowhere

Might get me somewhere

 

So I drive

Through the cracked up roads of my mind

Take some time

Me Myself and I-45

 

Maybe going nowhere

Might get me somewhere

 

On my drive

Through the cracked up roads of my mind

Take some time

Me Myself and I-45