I never really left, they’ll say that I came back
I’m Ryan, nice to see you, still okay with these raps
Just wanted a piece of peace, a couple acres at least
Now I know I’ll never buy it bein’ sad over beats
Oh well, I started climbin’ just to see what I’d reach
Now here I am feelin’ tall, maybe ten feet at least
What it was is what it was, but it currently isn’t
They say, “Damn man, you’ve changed.” I say, “I’m sorry you didn’t.”
‘Cause frankly standin’ still is still a sad way of livin’
The planet’s a big place, some people die where they sittin’
That’s when the circle got smaller, I break bread with my brethren
Shed tears, and cheers shots, every time time we lose a legend
It’s too awfully common—that shit’ll harden your spirit
Why do I keep readin’ the news, when I don’t wanna hear it?
Shit’s all out of balance, less happy and more sad
We just find comfort in the fact that neither side of it lasts

And I am I grateful I can say I was alive
By which I mean I lived, I tried, I died
Bruised and battered, scraped and scarred
This life is bloody and broken, but fuck it, it’s still ours

And I am grateful I can say I was alive
By which I mean I lived, I tried, I died
Bruised and battered, scraped and scarred
This life is bloody and broken, but fuck it, it’s still ours

And even when it’s January, you could catch me outside
Like how ‘bout that, I fucked around and made the song cry
That’s why, I am, just sayin’ goodbye again
Sayin’ hello too, just not sure when it’ll end
That fact had me afraid, ever since I was a snot nose
Burnin’ hella sage and mainlinin’ palo santo
Superstitions hold, keep away with my soul
Workin’ hella hard at playin’ hide and seek with my ghosts
Winnin’ and losin’ daily, either way we hold a toast
Now I’m—hopin’ the least, but I’m doin’ the most
Jealousy? Not close, I’m fine here at the top
The only thing I want from life now’s to keep what I got
I sip gin ‘cause the sativa makes my mouth dry
And drive a whip I thought I’d never buy around the southside
I’ll try to smile, not sure what else to do
We made it through some hard times, and this here is the proof

And I am grateful I can say I was alive
By which I mean I lived, I tried, I died
Bruised and battered, scraped and scarred
This life is bloody and broken, but fuck it, it’s still ours

And I am grateful I can I say I was alive
By which I mean I lived, I tried, I died
Bruised and battered, scraped and scarred
This life is bloody and broken, but fuck it, it’s still ours, come on