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[Verse]
Cells of blood and cells of oxygen enlighten me to rise again
They rush into my head but all the drugs startin' to block the shit
Feelin' like another bad habit
Siftin' through my baggage
Tryna find the past I never had, it's so
Sad how the future holds potential, broken
Glass on the floor, coast to coast
I been makin' contact with my team
With them features, e-mail verses just to reach us
They will never, never meet us
They just know me as the [?]
Put that verse up in my inbox, weed up in the Ziplock
Livin' in the sticks like my fuckin' name was Kid Rock
(Name was Kid Rock)
(They look at me like I'm Kid Rock)