Bobber

(album: Long Way Home - 2022)

All I really need is a fishing hole
A little smoke and a fishing pole
It don't really even matter what I'm fishing for
'Cause I'm just drifting like that old
Bobber
Bobber
Bobber
Bobber

See I been treading water like a bobber
Got one son and a couple daughters
That don't need me getting caught
Caught up in the wrong boat, no not a lotta folks
Understand why I go ghost on 'Gram
Why I got weeks without even showing my face to my fans
Those under me wanna be over me
And underneath that water ain't no four-clover leaf
It's shark infested and everyone's dying to eat
So they create fake beef to get free publicity, ay
But I ain't no buffet, you won't eat up my plate
I sure don't complain but I know how my brain goes
So I don't responding to dissing 'cause that's kid shit
If you really live this then you'd know

All I really need is a fishing hole
A little smoke and a fishing pole
It don't really even matter what I'm fishing for
'Cause I'm just drifting like that old
Bobber
Bobber
Bobber
Bobber

You see, I'm bipolar
I overthink and then I go to getting colder
I'd rather tote burdens big as boulders
Till my knees buckled and they crushed both of my shoulders
Than to worry about what war may be coming for the door of this soldier, bring it on
Told a kid from sticks I better quit this shit quick
'Cause nobody was with it, a hick, a misfit
A drunk that hung round anywhere the fire was lit
But never needed compliments

Now I turned constant nonsense into confidence
And did it so well that the whole industry is gossiping
But lots of them will never end up blossoming
Because the roots ain't as deep as their pockets is

All I really need is a fishing hole
A little smoke and a fishing pole
It don't really even matter what I'm fishing for
'Cause I'm just drifting like that old
Bobber
Bobber
Bobber
Bobber