Verse 1
Love I'll never know what that means
I guess I was infatuated by the pictures on screen
The rappers and sh**
Got my first called love when I was about six
Same day she moved to Ghana or some f**ed up country and sh**
Haven't seen her like since
Started forming a clique
Moissanite on my chain one day I'll have the real thing
Reflections all in the mirror
I'm looking at the eyes of a king
f** it I was a dreamer
Posters of Steve Jobs and Karl Benz on the wall
They saying a star is born
Uncle took short-cuts trying to get to success
Now I'm watching his arms get shackled up from the back
I was only bout ten
That was my best-friend
Started drinking and sh**
Grandma can smell it
Same week I got baptised
With like six litters of water
I swear the preacher was trying to drown
Come to think about it
Chorus
Back in the days when I was young
I'm not a kid anymore
But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again
Verse 2
Fourteen lighting some ganja
Was getting higher than comets
My conscious constantly vomits all the bullsh** I dealt with
I got – Troubles taunting my mind
And a – World I'm trying to define
Just a – Kid rekindling gradually from the madness I'm trapped up in
Product of public school memoirs of a dreamer
Dreams of running ‘round in a Rose like I was Khalifa
Taxi drivers all took our daughters
Liquor stores took our fathers
Churches employ our mother's
That's township culture
Runaway Darna
Platinum chains were too expensive
Timbs, I can't even afford the laces
Uncle's catch more cases
Round the same time that I almost got mine
Underage drinking, taking shots like Lincoln
Somehow they let it slide I promise to never drink again
These township corners now tombstones to my innocence
I reminisce
But I'm grown now
Pops ain't here I'm on my own now
Lost a couple friends but f** it we moving on now
Chorus
Back in the days when I was young
I'm not a kid anymore
But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again