[Verse 1]
Don’t got no tattoos cause Grandma knew it’d keep you out of heaven
Just said I was parting soon
Now I’m gonna miss you but I ain’t bound 67
Black sheep of the family not like a wannabe
But the Bible belt choking me
That has a latch key
May come from a bad seed
But I’m tumbling like a tumbleweed

[Verse 2]
Take it all with a grain of salt
Pound that asphalt towards the earth that was grayer
Turns out all I was taught was all for not
So said they do saying
Cut, collect, cause that magic eight ball
And it ain’t bound to be on that marquee
May come from a bad seed
But I’m tumbling now like a tumbleweed

[Verse 3]
Now I’m far beyond the pond
Think it’s time to dine at Johns
Think I move to Nashville take the blue pills
They wait so welcome that
Nashville city star living out in the car
In the car indeed, my trusty steed
May come from a bad seed
But now I’m tumbling like a tumbleweed
[Outro]
Hey may come from a bad seed
But now I’m tumbling like a tumbleweed