Hella Down - Tightropes Lyrics

I see my nephews growing up
I count the ways the cant f*ck up
I want things to be less ugly
I want a better world with stability
Screaming, "I can't but I want."

Tightropes have become my familiar walk
Hold steady with untangled thoughts

I'd ask for a bottle of champagne
Or a box full of brews
But my stomach just can't take it
Can't keep up with my dudes