Garden Grove

Journey to Garden Grove: Unveiling the Depths of Love and Struggle
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Lyrics

We took this trip to Garden Grove

We embarked on a journey to Garden Grove

It smelt like Lou Dog inside the van, oh yeah

The scent inside the van reminded us of Lou Dog

This ain't no funky reggae party, five dollars at the door

This is not a typical reggae party; admission is five dollars

It gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme?

Life can be intense, questioning the authorship of my lyrics

I've got the microwave, got the VCR

I possess a microwave and VCR

I got the deuce-deuce in the trunk of my car, oh yeah

A small firearm is stored in my car trunk


If you only knew that all the love that I've found

If you knew the depth of the love I've discovered

It's hard to keep my soul on the ground

Maintaining a grounded soul can be challenging


You're a fool

A warning to avoid foolish actions

Don't fuck around with my dog

Protective statement regarding personal boundaries

All that I can see, I steal I fill up my garage

I accumulate material possessions, perhaps to fill emotional voids

'Cause in my mind

Emphasizing the importance of one's mental perspective


Music from Jamaica, all the love that I found

Expressing appreciation for Jamaican music and the love experienced

Pull over, there's a reason why my soul's unsound

A suggestion that there's a cause for inner turmoil


It's you

The source of unease or discomfort

It's that shit stuck under my shoe

A metaphorical reference to an undesirable situation

It's that smell inside the van

The unpleasant smell inside the van

It's my bed sheet covered with sand

Referencing a bed sheet covered with sand, possibly alluding to hardship

Sittin' through a shitty band

Suffering through a mediocre musical performance

Gettin' dog shit on my hand

Dealing with unpleasant situations, like picking up dog waste

Gettin' hassled by the man

Facing challenges and confrontations from authorities

Wakin' up to an alarm

Waking up to the harsh reality, possibly symbolized by an alarm

Stickin' needles in your arm

Alluding to drug use and its consequences

Pickin' up trash on the freeway

Engaging in undesirable tasks like picking up trash on the freeway

Feelin' depressed every day

Experiencing persistent feelings of depression

Leaving without making a sound

Leaving a situation without drawing attention

Pickin' my dog up at the pound

Reclaiming a pet from an animal shelter

Livin' in a tweeker pad

Living in a place associated with methamphetamine use

Gettin' yelled at by my dad

Confrontations and disapproval from a parent

Sayin' I'm happy when I'm not

Pretending to be happy when one is not

Findin' roaches in the pot

Discovering unpleasant surprises, possibly related to drug use

All these things I do

Listing various challenging and possibly self-destructive actions

They're waiting for you

Indicating that these actions are waiting for someone, perhaps as a cautionary note

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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