On this lonely road, trying to make it home 
Doing it by my lonesome [bad word] off, who wants some 
I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy 
You try to bogart--fall back, I go hard 

On this lonely road, trying to make it home 
Doing it by my lonesome [bad word] off, who wants some 
I see them long hard times [bad word] 

Verse 1: 
My life is ill son... prepared to kill son 
paradox of pain, baby; it's real son 
Lonely traveler, aint trying to battle ya 
But if you're feeling tuff dog, I [bad word] all challengers 
Aint got no family, you see there's one of me 
Might lose your pulse standing two feet in front of me 
I'm [bad word] at the world, but I aint looking for trouble 
I might crack a grin, I aint looking to hug you 
Think about it, nobody wants to die  [bad word] to this game son, I'm justified 
I'm ready to go partner, hey I'm on [bad word] 
The devils hugging on my boots that's why I own a gun 
This journey's too long, I'm looking for some answers 
So much time stressing, I forget the questions 
I fear no man, you don't want no problems 'B' 
Eyes in the back of my head, you better not follow me 
 [bad word]  
On this lonely road, trying to make it home 
Doing it by my lonesome [bad word] off who wants some 
I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy 
You try to bogart--fall back, I go hard 
On this lonely road, trying to make it home 
Doing it by my lonesome [bad word] off, who wants some 
I see them long hard times [bad word] 

Verse 2: 
You probably think I'm crazy, or got some loose screws 
But that's alright though--I'm a'do me, you do you 
So how you judging me? I'm just trying to survive 
And if the [bad word]  I aint trying to die 
I'm just trying to fly, and get a little love 
Find me a dime piece and get a little hug 
Hook the car up--hit the bar up--clean the scars up--hey yo, the stars up 
Hey this is the life of an outlaw 
We aint promised tomorrow--I'm living now, dog 
I'm walking through life. but yo my feet hurt 
All my blessings are fed, man I'll rest when I'm dead 
Look through my eyes and see the real world 
Take a walk with me, have a talk with me 
Where we end up--god only knows 
Strap your boots on tight you might be alright 
 [bad word]  
On this lonely road, trying to make it home 
Doing it by my lonesome [bad word] off who wants some 
I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy 
You try to bogart fall back I go hard 
On this lonely road, trying to make it home 
Doing it by my lonesome [bad word] off who wants some 
I see them long hard times [bad word]