Yeah
Yeah
Look

Art Morera on the verse and the beat
There’s a lesson you can learn with every person you meet
Might apologize to you if I curse when we speak
I’ve been trying to watch my words like an interpreter
The previous time that we spoke I was hurt and bitter
Had just moved into the van, had a plan of buying a shirt printer
And now I’m just a drifter, herb in a one-hitter
Soul searching, it’s worth to consider
Picking up when someone calls, you never know
You might be the only one that’s strong enough to remove their finger off the gun trigger
Hold up, what’s up nigga
You aight? Aight, lemme hit ya back

Back on the open road
The van goes and goes
I’m always home
While riding ‘round

When people run in circles it’s a very very
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world

All around me are familiar places
Worn out places
Worn out faces
All around me are familiar faces
No one knew me
No one knew me

Hi how are you doing? My name is Arthur
I’m from Miami, Florida
It says the word Welcome on your doorstep
You meet somebody new and try to be cool and not force it
And they’ll either always remember you or simply forget
I keep my spoon in a bowl inside of a pot
With it’s top to hold it down that rattles
When I turn at a fork in the road, last minute decision that’ll
Be an uphill battle, but at least I’ll never plateau
At home even when I travel
You know animals like to get drunk eating fermented apples?
My dog was drinking water from a pond full of tadpoles
Thirsty from chasing after squirrels
Wish I could stay a little longer
I’m sorry I have to go, my bad girl
But I’ll be back, for real

When people run in circles it’s a very very
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world

Back on the open road
The van goes and goes
I’m always home
While riding ‘round