Somewhere, Nowhere USA

[Intro] I'm in the middle of nowhere, nowhere, nowhere And I'm just looking for somewhere, somewhere, somewhere [Verse 1: Chance the Rapper] Yeah, you like that how I did my own echo 'Cause no one else could do me but me 'cause I'm the best though I'm a bag of kush, you're bagged oregano And I've been this way from the get-go, get low Mistaking me for him is like Geico for Gekko Won't ever replace me with money and some background techno Anyway so I won't toy with kids just to let know And all y'all still playing on the blocks needs to let go Difference between us, lies and genetic make up XY chronology, body mass make-up At night I sleep, all night you stay up You're afraid of nightmares, I'm afraid to wake up And I tell my girl I love her every time I see her 'Cause I'm afraid tomorrow that I might not be here 'Cause sometimes my wrists whisper "slit us and we'll wisp you to the other side of wisdom" Just jump off the tip of the world's tallest building Fall on the tracks and claim that you tripped up Or slipped up, popped pills claimed it was a mix-up Oh, the box said 2 to 4? Could've swore that it read 24, damn Chance You could've died if you popped anymore Damn, just one more, could've let me go where Maybe God intended for me to grow here Damn Chano keep spacing off, I swear you so weird You're afraid of somewhere, I'm content with nowhere [Hook] Somewhere, Nowhere USA Ey, ey, ey, ey Somewhere, Nowhere USA Ey, ey Somewhere [Verse 2: Chance the Rapper] You can go from somewhere to nowhere By trolley from Maui to Mali Mexican tamales on the border, I'm in line between crazy and depressed Maybe I'm distressed 'cause my damsel's not undressed And her knight in shining armor is searching for martyrdom Like playing a game of operation with Parkinsons You touch the walls and you felt shocked 'Cause when you touch the walls you felt boxed Nowhere is vast, and somewhere's compressed And my dreams need room to stretch out its legs And nigga run around for miles, with its funny self With even more stride than the gum itself I feel my sanity is picking on my fantasies And reality is pulling out the man in me But drive, could give a shit about your asthma Just kick you in the ass, and tell you to run faster And some weeks can pass as I last seen my pastor And let him tell me I don't get anything I ask for God will give you wings when you stop being the bastard I guess I'll go to nowhere I don't need a passport [Hook] Somewhere, Nowhere USA Ey, ey, ey, ey Somewhere, Nowhere USA Ey, ey, ey, ey Somewhere, Nowhere USA