I got the hang of this hip hop slash rap I spit oil in the gas cap call me Mad Max
Kaboom! Boom shake the room, tune's in the booth and he's letting it loose
It's been a minute since I did last time might've been when we was kids
When I rocked a fresh pair of kicks with a New Era hat from Lids
Yeah I'm sick, yeah I'm cool, yeah I'm dope
Yeah I stayed in school so I'll show you the ropes
No I never slung dope or even hung with them folks
No I focused on this beautiful globe and saw my soul unfold
Goals mold to gold, pulled my soul from the deepest hole in my heart
Then embarked on the start of my journey
I learned the hardest part about growing up
Is sewing up all your cuts
I know it might suck but it's God's tough love
So I got to muscle up, knuckles to the crust
Yeah, I know it might suck but it's God's tough love
So I got to muscle up, knuckles to the crust
I said suck it up tune, it's time to move along
You're always consumed with how people do you wrong
Your stuck in your room letting thoughts ping pong
It ain't good for your psyche, Matt! It's time to move along
It's time to move along go and get your groove on
You got Graham and Jon so write a couple of songs
It's time to move along go and get your groove on
You got the best damn friends that you can count on
Jimmy's looking down upon ya somewhere in Nirvana
With Kurt Kobain and the Brahma
Yeah I took your words of wisdom then I put it on my momma
Cuz a mantra's only good when it haunts ya
Yeah, a mantra's only good when it haunts ya
So I know that I always got ya
A mantra's only good when it haunts ya
So I always got you in my thoughts bruh
Thought love was the reason I was down on my luck
But the drugs I was fiendin' for damaged my lungs
I felt so damn defeated, couldn't even get up
I tried reaching the goal when I lost the puck
Tried to play it like Kane but staying sane ain't the same
When your homie's laying in a grave
Drained vein, changed ways so now I'm paving the way
For a newly improved Outttatune, that's my name