my life in a jar

Lyrics

, little song i wrote about my journey through life, from being a kid collecting coins, being a young man making a living, and growing up staying on that grind one step at a time baby, y'all take a walk with me, i remember finding my first penny on heads, and wishing for the finer things in life as a kid, like g.i. joes and grape snow cones, baseball cards and ceiling stars that glow, so i got an old jar from a masons box, i wrote my name on the front and poked a slot in the top, and dropped in that first penny watched it rattle around, and everywhere that i went i kept my eyes to the ground, for a nickel dime dollar working for my papa, farm chores paid more as it got hotter, either bush hoggin' the field or haulin' some hay, i would weed the whole garden for a full day's pay, and my daddy taught me that if you earned your way, it will mean more to you when you spend it some day, keep saving up your change, never throw it away, fill your jar to the top and put it somewhere safe, welcome to, my life in a jar, it sure has takin' me so far, from the coins i collected to the grains we selected, to the plants out behind the barn, it's my life in a jar, now as i got older my method got colder, my skills had developed to a full time roller, driving state to state and line to line, with a trunk full of uncle dave's best moonshine, it was that white lighting that blue flame burner, the best out the sticks with a smooth southern flavor, no chaser a high speed racer, country boy running from them atf agents, back roads kickin' up dust like a chicken fight, navigate the sunset to keep me out the city lights, spare tank of gas i can run 'em on e, blue lights and sirens would never stop me, no trace tint with no plates, i was out like a light hit my destination safe, it's just another day an outlaw in a car, tryin' to double up these dollars fillin' up these jars, this is just, my life in a jar, it sure has takin' me so far, from the coins i collected to the grains we selected, to the plants out behind the barn, it's my life in a jar, now the coins pile to cash but so did the grain, and all this rippin' and runnin' was driving me insane, the times have changed and so did the game, it was too much risk driving state to state, plus the soil was as rich as our aspirations, got the right seeds and started cultivating, patiently waiting with daily preparation, and inch by inch we would reach out destination, twelve feet tall like a cedar bush, sweet skunk crossbread with that o.g. kush, it was prime to push and the block was right, and once again we filled the jars and put the lids on tight, we was ground shipping through them big brown trucks, and we knew that it was risky but we pushed our luck, boxed and ducted sealed with a secret touch, i put my life in these jars just to earn a buck, i keep living,], my life in a jar, it sure has takin me so far, from the coins i collected to the grains we selected, to the plants out behind the barn, it's my life in a jar, yeah, that's right, just collecting money as a kid, earning a dollar as a teenager, and trying to start a business as a grown man, you can mix all that tall up and put it in a good old mason jar, and that's my life, baby, one step at a time, year after year