Cross Country Kinda Day

Planned to get out there early Woke up just kinda late (oh shit) Is it past eleven thirty Guess it’s a late mountain day Threw on a fresh t-shirt At least one without a stain Forecast called for sunny But all I see is rain This one’s startin sour Nothing really else to say I’m strappin on my snowboard For a cross country kinda day Pulled up to the mountain And all I see is red 12 outta one oh two Well aint that some shit Rifle through my jacket Tryin to find my pass I guess I didn’t pack it Boy this trip is a*s Yeah This one’s startin sour Nothing really else to say I’m strappin on my snowboard For a cross country kinda day Got on top the mountain Boy what do I see Absolutely nothing Blind as I could be Somehow I think I made it Down this bitch alive But this base don’t look familiar Guess im scootin till I die This one’s startin sour Nothing really else to say I’m strappin on my snowboard For a cross country kinda day