[Verse 1]
Mama always said, “Mark your builds and route!”
But here I am, lost and full of doubt.
Typing in chat, “Yo, where are you now?”
Comin’ in hot, guess I’ll need that X, Y, and Z somehow.
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah.
X to the Y to the Z.
Give me those numbers to guide me (Save me).
Got coords? We beg and we pray.
Got coords? Someone save my day.
Next time, next time, I’ll jot ’em down (Next time).
X to the Y to the Z.
[Verse 2]
Mama’s saying, “Plan better” but I roam.
Got no map, just the gear I call my own.
Punchin’ trees, lookin’ lost, now the mobs start to gather.
If you’ve got the cords, better drop them now (now).
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah.
X to the Y to the Z.
Give me those numbers to guide me (Save me).
Got coords? We beg and we pray.
Got coords? Someone save my day.
Next time, next time, I’ll jot ’em down (Next time).
X to the Y to the Z.
[Bridge]
The open plains stretch far and wide,
But I need those numbers to survive.
Pick is near breaking, the sun will set,
And all these mobs aren’t friendly I bet.
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah.
X to the Y to the Z.
Give me those numbers to guide me (Save me).
Got coords? We beg and we pray.
Got coords? Someone save my day.
Next time, next time, I’ll jot ’em down (Next time).
X to the Y to the Z.
[Outro]
Brother said, “Just look at your screen!”
He said, “You’ll learn—this simple routine!”
But here I am, typing, “Where’d you go?!”
Do you see me now? Do you know?
X, Y, Z—they’ll guide me home.