Got a black Porsche I'm barely driving in it Family's back home and they're not jiving with it House is paid off and we're surviving in it So why do I feel guilty when I'm laying in it Text my mom about a show she goes I've seen it Tell my dad I love him hope he knows I mean it Meditated this morning and still feel like shit God's got unconditional love I know he knows I need it Got a black Porsche I'm barely driving in it Family's back home and they're not jiving with it Got a black Porsche I'm barely driving in it Family's back home and they're not jiving with it Barely recognized but when I am I hate it Sometimes throw on Stacy wish I never made it Pull what's left out my hair if my heart is hurting But if I can look at Macy then I know it's worth it Oh boy I can feel so faulty My sins are making me stare at hell What the fuck is the issue And why is my mind a carousel Michigan in me's stirred up Like Michelin stars in Europe Graveyard of petoskey stones That I purposely never turn up so if I Got a black Porsche I'm barely driving in it Family's back home and they're not jiving with it Got a black Porsche I'm barely driving in it Family's back home and they're not jiving with it You don't need to know Why I'm morning mackin blondes like the Kelly and Regis show Figured out the an numeral when I was regional You can get it 3, 6, 5 never seasonal Pour some Cabernet and play some Drake until the speakers blow Why you act surprised already? Way late to the witty words and all the style already Made weight like a fighter way back in his prime already We played Radio City and did two nights already But I try I don't know if I'm a good or bad guy But I try And lately that's been my life Got a black Porsche I'm barely driving in it Family's back home and they're not jiving with it Got a black Porsche I'm barely driving in it Family's back home and they're not jiving with it