Connecting The Dots Lyrics

Manicured lungs, kings, knights, pawns
Chessboard on the yacht, my socks Ralph Lauren
Neck chillin', weather warm,

Wrist frostbitten, I can't feel my arm
And as if I gotta have my watch on, rag top droppin' the stone
At that bitch house tomorrow morning, connectin' the dots of my world torn

Protectin' the spot, my first born, because of him my heart warmed
Because of him my heart torn, I wanna be with you every minute
But I must provide so I need them mains, on the bus smoked out chillin'
Next destination, instrumental spinnin'
After this show I'm in the studio, right back to business
Only way I know how to get it, this is life, isn't it
Only way I know how to get it, this is life, isn't it
Only way I know how to get it, this is life, isn't it

Wrist frostbitten, I can't feel my arm
And as if I gotta have my watch on, rag top droppin' the stone
At that bitch house tomorrow morning, connectin' the dots of my world torn
Connectin' the dots of my world torn

Wrist frostbitten, I can't feel my arm
Next destination, instrumental spinnin'
After this show I'm in the studio, right back to business
Only way I know how to get it, this is life, isn't it