[Verse 1]
Wonder where I get my confidence
Stacking up these documents
Writing for a decade
Now recording is the consequence
My number one concern is whether I should drop the next one
They blowing up my phone I figure i should probably text one
Ask for their own song thinking im about to flex one
The sh** that I been writing lately all about the ex one
These beats are gettin beat up, lyrically i'm bout to wreck one
If hickeys are j**erly, I got chains round my neck one
I am on to the next one, got these wheels all in motion
I dont need no specific talkin pacific the ocean
Fishes all in the ocean, maybe i'll find a promotion
Gotta learn to lay off hooks and lines gettin caught with emotion
23 feel so old, yesterday i was kicking
Whether soccer, karate, or in my yard just straight chillin
Mac and cheese on a Tuesday, kindergarten til noon
Story time, reading the dish ran away with the spoon
Capri sun in these pouches, fruity snacks by the boxes
Watchin power rangers kickin a** and takin no losses
Wearin 2 rugarts watches, hot wheel cars in my pocket
Being loud for no reason god damn I was obnoxious
[Verse 2]
I was once just a kid, cartoon network was poppin
I was more nickelodeon, disney channel was droppin
Street hockey for hours, damn I wish it was ice
Playin board game after board game using one pair of dice
Damn that was paradise, biggest yard on the block
N64 with 1080, mario kart, tony hawk
Play on the hill or the rocks, in the driveway or woods
Life was so simplistic, things were either bad or were good
But it change in flash, graduate your last cla**
Sippy cup with milk got traded to some wine in a gla**
Used to say no i'll pa**, now that pa** is the past
How does that make you feel, well i'm glad that you asked
So addicted to this life, I ain't goin cold turkey
Funny vision seemin better when the worlds a bit blurry
Funny raps are gettin listened to when they are less dirty
I'm just rollin out of bed and hit the mic at 1:30
Studio is a bathroom, man that place is the sh**
The acoustics s** so good luck getting a hit
But I don't care bout it, long as the lyrics fit
Honestly not bad, i'm decent, you just have to admit
Use to write songs in cla**, teachers thought they were notes
Hide a bottle of some vodka in the side of my coat
I was stupid I know, rock bottom was close
But for now goodbye to all my problems, adios
Maybe just one more dose, never thought it'd be me
All the signs were showing up during that two week spree
305 we just partied, but my grades were all B's
That's the best i've ever done, thank god I got my degree
Junior year was so crazy, March and April were sobbing
Got my dream job, lost my grandfather, the marathon bombing
Took a while to feel it, in bed for days become common
Guess you'll never know to fly until you find yourself falling
Maybe this is just me, took a while to notice
Maybe my love psych is stemming from my own psychosis
Damn if I could just focus, decipher my diagnosis
Get to the point where I appreciate myself at my lowest
Back when I still little, still remember the teasing
"nice teeth, too short" man it felt like a beating
"you're gay, you s**" but for no good reason
Coming home I put my face inside the pillow for screaming
But look at me I made it, want this life, I won't trade it
Take me high or low, take me sober or take me faded
Want the light, I won't shade it, outta school, i'm not graded
But treat writing like an art cla**, look whats created