[Verse 1]. That's a pretty big trunk on my Lincoln town car ain't it?. Big enough to take these broken hearts and put 'em in it. Now I'm driving 'round on the boulevard trunk bleeding. And everytime the cops pull me over they don't ever see them. And I've got this black suit on. Roaming around like I'm ready for a funeral. Five more miles 'til the road runs out. [Hook]. I'm about to drive in the ocean. I'mma try to swim from something bigger than me. Kick off my shoes and swim good and swim good. Take off this suit and swim good and swim good good. [Verse 2]. Got some pretty good beats on this 808 CD yeah. Memory seats I'm sitting on stay heated. I woulda put tints on my windows but what's the difference. If I feel like a Ghost no Swayze ever since I lost my baby. I've had this black suit on. Roaming around like I'm ready for a funeral. One more mile 'til the road runs out. [Hook]. [Bridge]. I'm going off don't try stopping me. I'm going off don't try saving. No flares no vest and no fear. Waves are washing me (out). [Hook]. [Outro]. Don't die