Lyric How s My Driving, Doug Hastings?

Friday night on coke with a crow bar,
left at two in the back of Doug s car,
without a plan and being fucked up,
looking to get something for ourselves.
Friday night at three at a side door,
Doug said try to get the door just once more
I said man this all fucked up
just looking to get something
something for ourselves
feeling kinda weird and thinkin to myself
fuck doug
I m not going out like this
he said man I m all I got and I won t be missed
this makes no sense
it makes no sense to me
this isn t the way its supposed to be