Ay yo they're sleeping on him hard, yo they're sleeping on him Used to dream about, think about the long road Back seat limos to award shows Hitting off such and such, hanging out with so and so Yeah, a taste of that glamor He won't even miss it so, it won't even matter Rather sit down and listen while Writing a letter to the fam' like I miss 'em I ain't been around Really see 'em Yeah, it's been a while Out here on this road, if they only knew That I'm out here doing it for 'em From state to state Straining these vocal chords from screaming On these mics at fans till I see hands, every night Automatic when they see me, autographs on their CD's Since 2005, on the rise, moving freely So, to the loved ones that's broken hearted Before I depart this planet gotta finish what I started