2 Am In Cheatham County

I'm like a mix of Mac Miller, Post Malone, Jelly Roll or Struggle

I came from nothing, thank God that we made it out the struggle

E-A-S-T-S-I-D-E is where I'm from, white boy brown books, saw trouble, and wouldn't run

inhale, I spit pain from my lungs, there was nights at Congress in, but my childhood I loved

I love my mama, love my daddy, and I love my brother

It's 2AM in Cheatham County, this depression's got me smothered

Take it day by day, take it day by day, build it up brick by brick

It's 2AM in Cheatham County

I'm stryker's dad and Cam's dad, and you can't change that

My fire went out, I'm tryna get that flame back