[Verse 1]

I've never done my taxes, I can't even cook an egg

And I never broke the ceilin', but I broke my stupid leg

Back when I was just a kiddie, I was climbing up the slide

'Cause the simplest equations leave me deeply mystified

[Chorus]

Zero wheels in my wheelhouse

[Verse 2]

Hop on my Chrysler, it's as big as a whale

And it's there, she fuckin' blowin', blazin' insular trails

With a capacity for knowledge only geared toward petty crime

If you never get started, you can stop on a dime, I got

[Chorus]

Zero wheels in my wheelhouse, baby

Just tire irons and cinder blocks

[Verse 3]

For terms of my improvement, open up to section eight

'Cause I require more assistance than you might anticipate

I learned early to accept the things I can't control

And now I never lift a finger but to dig myself a hole, and count

[Chorus]

Zero wheels in my wheelhouse, baby

Just tire irons and cinder blocks

I'm doing donuts in a driveway, dreamscape

One square foot landlocked

[Outro]

Making noise

And breakin' all my toys

And throwin' a goddamn fit

Is all I've ever known

The pencil marks

The none I've grown

A La-Z-Boy, my throne

I am complete

Disappointing whole

Zero wheels