Text: T PAIN. Epiphany. Sounds Bad.

I wanna dedicate this to my struggling bro
Keep pushin' on, keep pushin' on, yea

First of the month, check late, damn, got nothin' to do
I'ma roll me a ***, got drank, call me a *** or two
Now I know that it sound like I'm livin' on the edge
Only he heard the worst

Got the whole house runnin' on the generator
No good food in my frigidator, damn
And I'm late for work

Don't that sound bad, horrible, no inspiration, no goals
I know it sound like, I wanna die
And I know I'm so miserable
But this just so happens to be the best day of my life

Now I don't wanna confuse you, hurtin' on the inside
But I won't let you see
That's why every little dollar and every little penny
Goes to puttin' an outfit on me

'Cause I'ma stay fresh to death, dressed to impress the rest
You know how I do it, when I do it
I'ma show you how to do it
So you can do it for somebody else, mmm

But I still got a house on the generator
No good food in my fridigator, damn
And I'm late for work

Don't that sound bad, horrible, no inspiration, no goals
I know it sound like, I wanna die
And I know I'm so miserable
But this just so happens to be the best day of my life

My life, my Patron, pick of ice
Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink
Ain't no talkin' 'bout the ***, I'm talkin' like a newspaper
I'm talkin' 'bout the newspaper full of *** like the whole thing

And I'ma roll it up and smoke it
Hey, hit this, you gotta hit this
And really let you think about you
And in the end, you gotta let me do it, I do

Don't that sound bad, horrible, no inspiration, no goals
I know it sound like, I wanna die
And I know I'm so miserable
But this just so happens to be the best day of my life

Horrible, no inspiration, no goals
I know it sound like, I wanna die
And I know I'm so miserable
But this just so happens to be the best day of my life

Horrible, no inspiration, no goals
I know it sound like, I wanna die
And I know I'm so miserable
But this just so happens to be the best day of my life, yeah