State trooper thinks I drive too fast
Pulled me over to tell me so
I say out here on the prarie
Any speed is too slow
I miss brooklyn I miss my crew
Lets start over
I missed my cue
Guess I just forgot
Who I was talking to
I should have recognized
That fierce look in his eyes
Ive seen it in the mirror
So many times
Hes going to put his two cents in
cause hes got a gun
But Im gonna put in three
cause history owes me one
Guess I came out here to see some
Stuff for myself
I mean, why leave the telling
Up to everybody else
This may be gods country
But its my country too
Move over mr. holiness
And let the little people through
Thank you for serving and protecting
The likes of me
Thank you for the ticket
Now can I leave?
You know I have left everywhere
I have ever been
I dont really recommend it
Though not like anyone asked me
Maybe you and i
Will meet again someday
Ive been known to
Come down this road
Call it destiny
And then again
Maybe not
I dont know