[Intro: Kanye West]
It's after hours at that glamorous night spot
And they're taking it easy, swapping personal experiences
Let's listen in America Today
Life of the party, mhm, 'til I almost cry, mhm
It's the life of the party, to think, I could've almost died
Lord help us

[Verse: Burrian]
Hey, Miss Matthews, you run into my mama, please tell her I said "Say something"
I'm starting to believe there ain't no such thing as Heaven's trumpets
No after-over, this is it, done
If there was a heaven you would think thеy'd let you speak to your son
Maybe shе would, but maybe she couldn't bother
I heard someone whisper to me "Got you feelin' bad?" Reminded me, "Hey, keep rolling"
Ion know, maybe she has with a drink that I've had for way too long, I been drunk for too way too long, got me itchin', Got up, sobered up and roamed a lil' more