VERSE 1
Empty bottles sit scattered on a nightstand, cigarette butt burning in my right hand, laying blacked out covered in some white sand... if you’re talking role model, bitch I ain’t the right man. Matter of fact I’m a pretty big mess, holding on to what little I got left. I put my sin through your speakers to confess, pouring pain into song to get the shit up off my chest. I’m a Dirtbag, so far from a role model, feeling like I sold my soul for a cold bottle. Now I’m swimming at the bottom of my own sorrow, running dick first to the grave, going full throttle. Everybody’s like, “What the hell you thinking?” Cutting line after line after line when I’m drinking. So I’ll be the first to say “fuck the world” without blinking because you hypocrites wasn’t there for me when I was sinking, now I’m gone!

HOOK
I’m lost in life, I’m stuck in my wayz. It’s like I can’t go right because I’m stuck in my way. I got nothing left in life, nothing left to say and I wonder why I’m always stuck in my way. I’m like a force I can’t name, I’m stuck in my wayz. Another day more of the same, I’m stuck in my wayz. It’s like I’m never gonna change, I’m stuck in my way. I’m the cause of my pain I’m stuck in my wayz.

VERSE 2
I ain’t trying to make my habits my excuse, cuz in the end I’m to blame, what’s the use? Either be a man and face the fucking truth or face God as a sinner with 190 proofs. I can’t lie, I’m living on the edge in life and sometimes I just want to get ahead in life, sometimes I just want to numb my head at night, but sometimes I just want to be dead in life! Cuz on the real, I’m sick of fucking up. I’m sick of looking back and always hurting who I loved. I’m sick of seeing them holding on until they had enough and now they’re walking out the door because they’re finally giving up and so I’m praying “Dear God! I really need some help! I’m failing at this life, I can’t do it by myself! Put me in the grave just don’t put me on the shelf! All I’m asking for is strength just to get me through this hell and it’s hell until I’m gone! I’m lost in life, I’m stuck in my wayz. It’s like I can’t go right because I’m stuck in my way. I got nothing left in life, nothing left to say and I wonder why I’m always stuck in my way.

HOOK

OUTRO
I’m stuck, stuck in, stuck in my wayz. You can’t teach an old dog new tricks. I ain’t never gon’ change tonight, no I ain’t never gon’ change tonight cuz I’m always stuck in my way. I’m like a force I can’t name, I’m stuck in my wayz. Another day more of the same, I’m stuck in my wayz. It’s like I’m never gonna change, I’m stuck in my way. I’m the cause of my pain I’m stuck in my wayz. You ever get that feeling? That you done fucked up so hard for so long that ain’t no coming back? That’s where I live most of my life at. But don’t spend a lifetime trying to kill old habits. Just spend today trying to make one worth having.