WHY JULY

K, it's me inside the four seat Strapped in with the homies Thought that I could Change the way I'm feeling Find a sense of meaning But clearly I couldn't So we opened up the engine To listen to her sing, man But I don't hear no song and I can't find the key I ain't feel no beat, no hint of melody Either I'm losing sight Or the suns in my eyes If you can't stay dry, man, then why July? The songs in my head The things I ain't said Shit, I'm getting by, man, but why July? Cut to a close up on the real me My Kubrick stare in the back seat Been riding with the Riding with the broskis Singing Brand New Whip, got no keys These phoneys can go Never mind Twenty two, a waste of time It's truces, half baked compromises I'm just trying to be the man By laying on the brakes again Either I'm going blind Or the suns in my eyes If you can't stay dry, man, then why July? The songs in my head The things I ain't said Shit, I'm getting by, dogs but why July? Why July? Why July? Why July? Why July? Why July? Why July? Why July? Why July? Why July? Why July? Why July? Why July? Why July? Why July? Why July? Why July?