Zay Marr - Michigan Winter (lo-fi)

Yeah
I see a few flakes falling this Fall season in Michigan
Icy roads and construction, make sure to drive with caution
The windshield frosted, you gotta warm the ride up
Like fifteen minutes early, better go get that engine running
Sharpest winds make your eyes water
It's so cold, they're ice-sickles
Better not let one hit you
That's a one-way trip to ICU
Yeah, I'll see you on sledding hills
The SouthWest don't know how it feels to plow a snow-hill
Invest in whips with four-wheel
On the highway that's a forcefield
The people here got snowboards, some ice-skates, and a snowmobile
That Arctic Cat, they ice-fish, that first snow is a light kiss
Might get that frost bite, better bundle up, don't try your luck
Might mess around and get toes cut
No nail clippers
Dang
My fingers they just froze up
Like a cold pup in a snowy winter
You ever had to change a flat tire in a blizzard?
What a time to remember
Alive in December
Light a fire, feel the heat from the embers just melt you up
You ever get stuck in your driveway, the drift done plowed you in
And now you be running so late for work, you gotta hit up a friend?
Best keep a scraper
Don't drive without vision
Is it worth the danger?
Nah
Oh, and this is major
If you see someone else stuck, get out and help a neighbor
Be like Tim the Taylor
Be like Tim the Taylor
Tool Time, it's eight below
My boots on with a steel toe
Thick socks on, I'm walking warm
My gloves are torn, coat-zippers stuck
The heater broke in the pick-up truck
I'm used to it, it's a way of life
Man, you'd think I'm made of ice
These sculptures I create for you
I hope they fit your cadence
Pages and pages
My state of mind is aimless
I'm sorry, that's the depression of the season kicking in
Oh God, who let it in?
Oh God, who let it in?
I blame it on the state I'm in, the Mitten Hand
The place where you point to your hand to show us where you're from
I know you don't get it if you're not a native
But this is my home and I root for the Lions
They prolly gon' lose but I'm sticking by em'
Won't say goodbye to em'
Maybe you're thinking I'm being dramatic, well maybe I am
But I don't abandon the home I was raised in
A true Michigander
Sub-zero in my veins
I'm made of ice
Blistering cold
Yeah it could take ya life
We're not the same
Imma tell ya twice
This is my home
It's a way of life
Sub-zero in my veins
I'm made of ice
Blistering cold
Yeah it could take ya life
We're not the same
Imma tell ya twice
This is my home
It's a way of life

Written by:
ISAIAH MARR

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