Cells of blood and cells of oxygen enlighten me to rise again They rush into my head but all the drugs startin' to block the shit Feelin' like another bad habit Siftin' through my baggage Tryna find the past I never had, it's so Sad how the future holds potential, broken Glass on the floor, coast to coast I been makin' contact with my team With them features, e-mail verses just to reach us They will never, never meet us They just know me as the [?] Put that verse up in my inbox, weed up in the Ziplock Livin' in the sticks like my fuckin' name was Kid Rock (Name was Kid Rock) (They look at me like I'm Kid Rock)