text: They told me, Dont make a promise you cant keep
  All the drugs in your system, you cant sleep
  How many times you had to buy a Plan B
  For a girl you never bring back home to meet your family?, man
  Man, I swear its what I dream about
  Ever since my mom told me that she need me out
  Always smokin weed, causin trouble, never clean the house
  But I paid her back for everything; I guess we even now
  Nothin better than some head after a long day
  Thats the only thing that ever keep mine on straight
  And she asked me, Why the long face?
  How I spent three-hundred-fifty dollars on this entrée?
  I drown my sorrow in that bottle
  Today is full of regret, find forever in tomorrow
  Man up, whats the problem?
  Everything is Jazz and Im Stockton 
  Yeah
  I know it seem a little bit strange sometimes
  Yeah, yeah
  Everybody live a little, everybody die
  Yeah, yeah
  But thats life
  Whatchu gonna do?
  Thats life
  Baby, I would spend it all witchu
  Yeah, and Im headed to the
  Other side, where the grass is always greener
  And your bitch is down to ride, but that ass is always meaner
  See, my cash got deeper and my morals disappeared
  Never thought Id be a asshole, this my last show
  Can I please get a standin ovation?
  A hunnid naked bitches in my dressin room waitin
  We lost a lot of blood for this fucked up nation
  But me, Im gettin high, makin love in that spaceship
  So what are the basics? Tell me your problems
  You losin your job or, even worse, you dont got one
  So hard to stay sober when you feelin fucked over so much
  Always comin up short, you like the roach of a blunt, yeah
  And I could never sleep at night
  Fuck payin bills, I need a brand new lease on life
  Why does doin wrong always feel so right?
  Well, I guess, fuck it, thats life
  Yeah
  I know it seem a little bit strange sometimes
  Yeah, yeah
  Everybody live a little, everybody die
  Yeah, yeah
  But thats life
  Whatchu gonna do?
  Thats life
  Baby, I would spend it all witchu
  Now, I wish I could take all your pain
  But when the toxin is fame
  The drugs, they dont fill the hole, no
  Connections the game
  Wish youd picked up the phone
  Knew that Id be your home, knew that you werent alone
  Knew that you werent alone, knew that you werent alone
  I saw you act a little bit strange sometimes
  Youd say:
  Yeah, everybody lives and everybody dies
  One day
  Well, thats right
  Whatchu gonna do?
  But I wish
  You could have spent it on the truth