[Hook]

I long to capture the days I slept away, lie awake

Chasing after goals that I have never made, I'm blasé

[Verse 1]

Everybody ask what I want, what I want

And they pick at my brain and they pull out the stump

I'ma stump 'em

Take they shotguns and they p-pump p-pumpin' they questions

And I'm like "Uh huh, uh huh" I don't know how to respond

To the peons beyond being polite

Being [?], being a light, be a cool [?]

My daddy and my mommy say "sonny, be nice"

He cool, calm, collected, but I'm tryna be ice

Dudes is being fly, but I'm tryna be flight

Some say life's a gamble while I'm tryna be dice

Come roll with a guy who really don't know where the hell he going

And I don't know what I wanna be when I grow up

I'm telling you right now, I don't know enough

All I know is that I'm showing up... late

Teacher ask me why I can't pass the test

And I said "yo, I don't know this stuff"

But wait (there's more!)

Meet and greet for these carnivores

Can't nobody make it out of Baltimore

Funny that Baltimore tell me the art of war isn't the all to war

Tell me the best of things like

Never underestimate and you could strike first

Before it escalates, I'm in my batter's box

With my fancy socks and they throwing rocks

And that's strike one and that's strike two

So I swing away and I run a run home

But I cannot play 'em

[Hook]

I long to capture the days I slept away, lie awake

Chasing after goals that I have never made, I'm blasé

I long to capture the days I slept away, lie awake

Chasing after goals that I have never made, I'm blasé

[Verse 2]

How the opinions of many men will offend

Not accompanied with experience

See a penny for your thoughts only take two cents

Two pennies in my pocket turn into a nuisance

Any rhyme is a barcode

Read between the lines and I crossed it

Took a sniff, lost it

Man, aw dang, this is awkward

I can hear the drips from the faucet

I been in the kitchen whipping with the sauces

Head in the sky with the flying saucers

Here an eye for an eye, don't care who the boss is

Walking on a tightrope, oh no no no, cautious

You're walking with the complicator

Complex of the complexion

I'm confident that being black is a compliment

And everybody thinking different is incompetent

I'm Melanin [?]

Tell a sarcophagus I'ma buss off some brick walls

Down I'ma showdown [?] hoedown

Naughty by Mother Nature

Not cause I hate ya, cause I owe the Junkies a favor

Shoutout to my cousin Neighbor

Save the flicks on your Bic for my swisher sweet

One more time on that rotation 'fore I hit delete

And every dog got its day so I sic the beat

I'm sick and tired of being sick and trying to be the nicest

When my homie's in a crisis

I'm sitting there lifeless

I can't even pray cause I got too many vices

I ain't looking for advice 'cause

I know the difference between wrong and right

I know it's time for me to change my life

When I put down the mic, I know my future bright

But I'm---