LTJ - How's My Driving, Doug Hastings? Lyrics

Friday night on coke with a crow bar,
left at two in the back of Doug's car,
without a plan and being f*cked up,
looking' to get something for ourselves.

Friday night at three at a side door,
Doug said try to get the door just once more


I said man this all f*cked up
just looking to get something
something for ourselves
feeling kinda weird and thinkin' to myself
f*ck doug
I'm not going out like this


he said man I'm all I got and I won't be missed
this makes no sense
it makes no sense to me
this isn't the way its supposed to be