I'm Good

I'm good The stereo plays in my car I'm good Memories of this hit me hard I'm good I'm puffing these trees, hella tough I'm good Thought you were made of stoner stuff I'm good The older days Some say in many ways Were like the better days But man I can't relate I love the present I love the present I love the present The present My head My heart My wallet My head my heart my wallet I'd lose them all before the first act We know, you called this like a profit Because the whole world It leads to nothing Believe in no one Believe in no one You trust in Jesus But trust in Jesus Nobody wants you Nobody wants you Oooh it's nicer than it seems Your shattered dreams Dreams... No more No more No more candy No more No more No more what you asked me