In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
This one of 'em ones man
You just in the car man, it's like when you're in the car you just
You just think about everything man
Definitely when you like, you by yourself
And you just cruising on the highway man
Yeah this, this got me thinking
Uh, I'm smoking on that cat piss
Swerving through traffic, listening to trap shit
My windows ain't tinted so niggas notice me
Four braids, Yankee fitted, yeah niggas know it's me
I'm everywhere comfortable but I'm still attentive
A young nigga with money will make niggas offended
I ain't flashy, I'm classy but ain't stupid either
Never show off to niggas that's hungry and eager
My brother's keeper, I'm loyal, it's all in my demeanor
A true believer, I believe when they didn't believe her
That's why I don't let opinions affect me
I do what I wanna do, if they do or they don't accept me
They expect me to give up, I almost did
Things went from moving fast, to slow motion
I was, losing focus, stuck on that evil potion
It was, smooth on the surface but underneath it was broken
Hoping to find hope, in this hopeless world we live in
What you give is what you're given
Gotta make wise decisions, gotta stay tunnel vision
Gotta avoid collision, keep scratching the surface, and keep yo palms itching
Gotta pay moms a visit, damn it's been awhile
I been working, she keep telling me, she miss her child
I find myself passing her house then I spin around
She say I'm always movin', ma I just can't sit around
On my ass, 'cause the cash ain't gon' come to us
When we was down who gave a dime or gave a fuck for us
So instead of makin' it hard, I made it fun for us
Make it easy so when you need it you just run to us
But it's a lot of pressure, I'm tryna stick and move through this shit
Fixin these bumps on the road so I can just cruise through this shit
Livin' my life on the road I'm tryna get used to this shit
And when they throw dirt I just act like a broom to this shit
Tryna stay true to this shit even when they lie on me
World on my shoulders my girl can't even cry on me
God watching over me, the Devil probably spy on me
I been going through some shit, Kenneth keep an eye on me
I know it been a drought, but to my fans, don't go dry on me
If you wanna picture, take a picture, don't get shy on me
I'm here to inspire, I admire that you admire me
I been in the dark but I promise you'll see a brighter me
I'm sorry
To my supporters, man
I love you all
I just wanna say thank you
For supporting me since the day one
These motherfucker don't wanna see me win man
I don't know why, but we gon' win anyway
Uh, I came straight out the pussy with a microphone
Boy I swear I couldn't leave that mic alone
Everybody clear the room, I like to write alone
I'm in my zone, bass bouncin' off the Styrofoam
I'm never in between I'm either hot or cold
Can't be a loser, I maneuver like I got a clone
I'm out here in these streets like I ain't got a home
And you barely hear from me like I ain't got a phone
'Cause it's no days off, it's no days off
I know it sounds a little painful but it pays off
Social sites was distracting, so I stayed off
Spoke to God then me and Satan had a face-off
I swear my life was like a rocket, then it takes off
First I plotted, then I got it, couldn't wait long
I put the pedal to the metal then took the brakes off
And I kept it A1 like the steak sauce
My paychecks used to be a pair of Jordan's and I know I can't afford 'em
But I went ahead and bought 'em
Then I quit, started slangin'
Spent my money on recordin'
Yeah the studio was small but man that shit made me a fortune
That shit made me a fortune, man
These motherfuckers tryna stop me
Y'all can't stop me
This is forever
This shit forever, man
I mean that
Fuck 'em!
You just in the car man, it's like when you're in the car you just
You just think about everything man
Definitely when you like, you by yourself
And you just cruising on the highway man
Yeah this, this got me thinking
Uh, I'm smoking on that cat piss
Swerving through traffic, listening to trap shit
My windows ain't tinted so niggas notice me
Four braids, Yankee fitted, yeah niggas know it's me
I'm everywhere comfortable but I'm still attentive
A young nigga with money will make niggas offended
I ain't flashy, I'm classy but ain't stupid either
Never show off to niggas that's hungry and eager
My brother's keeper, I'm loyal, it's all in my demeanor
A true believer, I believe when they didn't believe her
That's why I don't let opinions affect me
I do what I wanna do, if they do or they don't accept me
They expect me to give up, I almost did
Things went from moving fast, to slow motion
I was, losing focus, stuck on that evil potion
It was, smooth on the surface but underneath it was broken
Hoping to find hope, in this hopeless world we live in
What you give is what you're given
Gotta make wise decisions, gotta stay tunnel vision
Gotta avoid collision, keep scratching the surface, and keep yo palms itching
Gotta pay moms a visit, damn it's been awhile
I been working, she keep telling me, she miss her child
I find myself passing her house then I spin around
She say I'm always movin', ma I just can't sit around
On my ass, 'cause the cash ain't gon' come to us
When we was down who gave a dime or gave a fuck for us
So instead of makin' it hard, I made it fun for us
Make it easy so when you need it you just run to us
But it's a lot of pressure, I'm tryna stick and move through this shit
Fixin these bumps on the road so I can just cruise through this shit
Livin' my life on the road I'm tryna get used to this shit
And when they throw dirt I just act like a broom to this shit
Tryna stay true to this shit even when they lie on me
World on my shoulders my girl can't even cry on me
God watching over me, the Devil probably spy on me
I been going through some shit, Kenneth keep an eye on me
I know it been a drought, but to my fans, don't go dry on me
If you wanna picture, take a picture, don't get shy on me
I'm here to inspire, I admire that you admire me
I been in the dark but I promise you'll see a brighter me
I'm sorry
To my supporters, man
I love you all
I just wanna say thank you
For supporting me since the day one
These motherfucker don't wanna see me win man
I don't know why, but we gon' win anyway
Uh, I came straight out the pussy with a microphone
Boy I swear I couldn't leave that mic alone
Everybody clear the room, I like to write alone
I'm in my zone, bass bouncin' off the Styrofoam
I'm never in between I'm either hot or cold
Can't be a loser, I maneuver like I got a clone
I'm out here in these streets like I ain't got a home
And you barely hear from me like I ain't got a phone
'Cause it's no days off, it's no days off
I know it sounds a little painful but it pays off
Social sites was distracting, so I stayed off
Spoke to God then me and Satan had a face-off
I swear my life was like a rocket, then it takes off
First I plotted, then I got it, couldn't wait long
I put the pedal to the metal then took the brakes off
And I kept it A1 like the steak sauce
My paychecks used to be a pair of Jordan's and I know I can't afford 'em
But I went ahead and bought 'em
Then I quit, started slangin'
Spent my money on recordin'
Yeah the studio was small but man that shit made me a fortune
That shit made me a fortune, man
These motherfuckers tryna stop me
Y'all can't stop me
This is forever
This shit forever, man
I mean that
Fuck 'em!
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
Car Confessions Lyrics as written by Antwan Thompson Andrew Ramsey
Lyrics © GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC, BMG Rights Management, Royalty Network, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
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