[Verse 1: Vita Et Mors]
18 years went by me in a blink
I can look at myself today and say I carry no complaints
If my burial's today I pray my family's staying safe
Tell my mother that I love her, she place a kiss upon my face
Just like when I was younger
Man did I love summer
Cried every time it ended till my eyes closed shut in slumber
Or walking outta my bedroom, hearing my sis insult me
She has that damn quality that makes anything serious paltry
Or going to my granny's facing chaos and mayhem
Giving each other sh** but knowing where we stand when the day ends
All my favorite foods cooking, sitting in the oven
And of course granny always told me the secret ingredient's loving
In retrospect I object to any of my tantrums cause looking at it today I honestly regret nothing
Using my family and strength, continue to empower
Facing tomorrow but an eye on the past, yea nostalgia
[Bridge: Negrostotle]
Time is another storyteller
Still have photographs locked in the cellar
Not to say life is bad now, I'm still copin'
It just s**s to know that I'm actually growin'
21 bout' to roll over and die
22 bout' to come alive, yeah, it's true
To this very day, you can't fit in my shoes...
(Word...) Yeah...
[Verse 2: Negrostotle]
Used to drive a red Jeep, liked it when the horn beeped
Played forever, no sleep
The boogeyman is under the bed? Nah, he stays creepin'
Been sidetracked for a while, I been trippin'
Been slippin' like shoelaces were too long
All along, been findin' faults with growin' up
Showin' up, ill humor, I've been flowin' stuck
Blowin up? Nah, I'm a knowin' f**
Not to say I know it all, but I've walked in flames
People say they relate, it's a different game
You may be similar, but that don't mean you're the same
You make a claim, better make sure you make sense
Motherf**ers these days talk in past tense...
Nostalgia...
Stotle...