Tired of operating with feelings I can't afford 'em so I'm off the Map Map Map Map Freedom Back Back Back Back, yeah, foot on Gas Gas Gas Gas, yeah, I'm fallin' Fast Fast Make a couple calls on the fly now I'm Runnin' ten deep down your culdesac Told my homie I don't even need a mask Don't hold me back, better hold him still Wanna look him in the eyes show him how I feel Wanna paint his face red with the blood I shed Things I saw, pain I felt So I ran up to the house screamin' RIP But I opened up the door and I was lookin' at me I was lookin' at me I was lookin' at me, I'm tired Tired Tired of operating with feelings I can't afford 'em so I'm off the Map Map Map Map Freedom Back Back Back Back, yeah, foot on Gas Gas Gas Gas, yeah, I'm fallin' Fast Fast Pray these strong winds come and spread red Dirt across my tread marks Free from this head lock Steal my heart's confusion and Award me restitution Vacate my chest 'fore I get Fuckin' reckless Everything I touch turns to dust so I'm restless Cruisin' through the night without a paddle in my mind I'm lookin in the rear view mirror accounting all the times they lied Feedin' all the venom receptors that burn through the flesh and then Butcher the wounds that I wear on the back of my sleeve so I'm off the Map Map Map Map Freedom Back Back Back Back, yeah, foot on Gas Gas Gas Gas, yeah, I'm fallin' Fast Fast Fast Fast