I sat down and put a on the bar A and a beer, let's forget where we are And 'em coming till I drink that whole grant up Filling up cup till I can't stand up Look around, see the room's got there's Sunny by the jukebox Grab my drinks, headed to say peace But had to think, do I owe him any fees? up nah, I'm all paid up huh Yeah I made it square last I came up town What up Sunny? up?} How's business? you doing Sean? I ain't seen you in a couple of minutes} Man I just been working and Tryna get the rent right and be perfect, how bout {Oh you know how the same old go through the wind, rain, snow or tornado} Yeah bro, time catching up The bar tender kept the drinks enough conversation, no pretension I up my whole fifty bucks and then some It was getting to last call So I my coat and stood up like that's all But say {Hold up Sean, it's your day I need a favor, let me throw some your way} I sat back in the booth I said, I know your deal Sunny, what I do? He {I'll give you three-five piece of the pie If you pick up a package for me on the tomorrow} Three and a half for an and a half Saint Paul and back's ten dollars gas Yeah I can handle, give me all the Only one thing though, I won't a pistol He laughed and said {It ain't like that It's simple, grab the package and come back It's a tattoo shop, it's called...} Shhh don't some nice cats} Nice cats? {Cool as an icepack} Well alright jack {Discretion is a Keep a hush, than that I don't give a fuck} Cool, I got this, done like dinner And I stepped out into the winter
I got behind the wheel of my shining on my face, you can see it glow The rearview got clearer I talking to the image in the mirror I said, you should go back in and Sunny will understand, everything will be Sean down, get a grip, you're tripping I took a breath and put the key in the ignition Stop a bitch now, man up Rolling twenty-six with thoughts of handcuffs Pulled out on Lyndale, by a couple of drunks side of my pickup truck