Road less traveled I'll ride With this revolver by my side Sweet speed of cocaine Friends deep in the dope game Well, mama I don't think I'm gone Don't think I'm ever gonna make it back home To you ♪ This city is a symphony That never seems to be in key I've tasted every sin Spit 'em out and I tried again Well, mama I don't think I'm gone Don't think I'm ever gonna make it back home To you ♪ I hold myself accountable For everything that I have done Constant heat beneath my feet I guess a glimpse of what's to come Well, mama I don't think I'm gone Don't think I'm ever gonna make it back home Well, mama I don't think I'm gone Don't think I'm ever gonna make it back home Well, mama I don't think I'm gone Don't think I'm ever gonna make it back home To you