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