Rush Hour

spark the plugs I'm going down in style
mark my words this long road is my final mile
been so fuckin far yet I cant move an inch
can't go back home can't face her face
this shit the rush hour
I'm going in too fast
this shit in a rush and I'm tryna look my best
not trynna compete not trynna take your spot
I'm here to be me and take my top
this shit the rush hour
and im caught up in a space
i never do this shit cause when i rush this shit turn to a race
cuz this shit the rush hour
and the outcome i cant stress
1 hour of rush then i fall into trance
told me I've never went
il go and go again
want me to leave but you took my bags
count the lines I paint on my walls
spice it up I've been living too weak far too long
these lines they scribble they fall short deep inside my head all the memories I have yet I forget
yea I forget
but I can't see the future I can't see your face
the braces and the base try to remember the features the head shape
like a drug you can't get outta my mind
I watch and watch as your smile slowly fades
I count all the lines on your sad frowning face
this shit the rush hour
I'm going in too fast
this shit in a rush and I'm tryna look my best
not trynna compete not trynna take your spot
I'm here to be me and take my top
this shit the rush hour
and im caught up in a space
i never do this shit cause when i rush this shit turn to a race
cuz this shit the rush hour
and the outcome i cant stress
1 hour of rush then i fall into trance
telling me im gone i never even left
teary eyes and i still cant even dance
slow down your movements
I'm still in the past
the future you see I just can't reflect
I only see a dollar and a full glass of wine
as I order another bottle I'm happy seeing love turn to a fight the past the memories burnt to ash as your red liquor covers the floor we had
like a drug you can't get outta my mind
I watch and watch as your smile slowly fades
I count all the lines on your sad frowning face