james dean Video (MV)

My buddy Caidin came over for one night and said the plan is to smoke a couple blunts, and start it off right
He's wearing shoes and they look off white
And I had somebody hit the liquor store, "We going dumb tonight"
"Yeah, we going dumb tonight"
Gets around 11, 11:30, we're already high as sin
And mixing up the dirty but we had nothing to do
We were twiddling our thumbs calling some hoe from the two-
Two-
Two-six-nine
Said he had an idea so I said shoot
"We could invite your cousins over for an hour or two"
I said "Clay and Greg?"
He said "Yeah, we could have a better time"
I said "F*ck it", asked my dad; he said they could stay the night
"Alright, cool, so what's the plan when they get here?"
"Smoke a few more spliffs then wait for some grand idea"
About an hour later, we heading off to go get 'em
Brought 'em to my house, Clay's wearing a backpack, I hear some clashing of glass
"You got bottles?"
He said "Yeah"
I was already uncomfortable with the idea of getting arrested
He said "Chill, the worst they can get us for is minor in possession"
I said "Alright", it put me off a little
But I was planning on drinking anyway
We blaring some music, off the JBL speaker
And sitting out in the garage smoking off the lawnmower
Discussing with each other what we gonna do with our diplomas and then
It comes about one or two
Said they'd like to stay the night but they got a party at their homies
Meanwhile the only person capable of driving is Caidin but he's laying on the couch snoring
"He's too high to drive", I said
"Well, it was the plan to go there after", said Greg
"Alright, shit, I'll wake him up and we'll get going, he's done this before
And if we die tonight, I'll kill him, I don't care if I'm a corpse, I don't care if I'm a corpse"
So we get on the road, it's about 3 miles away
I hear some clinking in the back and I look back at Clay
"You know, if we get into a crash, we're going to f*cking jail for all that"
He said "Don't worry about it, cousin", and then poured half a fifth back
We're driving down some dirt road I don't recognize
Caidin's falling asleep at the steer
They don't know the location of where they 'bout to go
But the party thrower is their peer
So I said "We gotta hurry and get back, we got , like, an hour before my dad said I gotta be home"
I know Clay doesn't care 'cause he's calling his buddy's phone
I look back to the front, Caidin's jerking his wheel
Then off the two track, the floor's out from my heels
The car flips over, one time, then five
Dead homies in the back, or they barely alive
The last thing I see before my vision fades to black is two red and blue lights, I said something about that