"Sidelines" lyrics

I was on the field on a Friday night
3rd string, had to swallow my pride
I got thrown in on a 4th and 5
Just so they could take a knee
Oh I was only thinking about my 6 string

I remember coach tryna break us down
2 a days had us passin' out
This week we gotta play away
Home team just came from state
Lost by 6, that's the worst way

Damn, bus ride back had a sour taste
Had a revelation bout where I wanna be
I was drained of patience and my energy
Just to find out I played the wrong game
I was thinking bout my 6 string

Heatwave ain't ever takin' breaks
We would find shade in the cemetery
Drove a couple hours to the angel oak
Heavy conversation with a little smoke

Mama's cookin' up corn meal grains
Daddy's yellin' at the football game
I was upstairs tryna make a name
I was upstairs with my 6 string