[Verse 1]

Never pressed for no religion, but had a gun pressed to my temple

Life is just a journey, but feels more like an adventure

If I've learned a thing it's that I'm still getting better

Prime is 'round the corner in a circle on a treadmill

Used to want a Grammy, but her views are still oppressive

If the truth is in her gold, don't want that validation

Trophies on our wall remind us we can't take vacations

Blinded by the lights that flicker our imaginations

I just want to paint a picture you can mount and show your babies

Don't listen to the words, grasp what he was facing

The tone inside his voice when he was losing all his patience

If life is doctored up I want to be more than a patient

'Cause that girl can be a bitch, jaded green-eyed Caucasian

Got love for every color, and these colors, they blend in

Pocket full of time, think it's time that we spend it

Think you got a vibe that keep my phone so dependent

I hate the fact that we can text, but you don't get the message, yeah

[Verse 2]

Used to be jealous all my friends were jealous of me

Just had a knack for finding net inside the bucket

I don't follow not a person, I only follow through

But if we find each other when it's dark, I'd hope to follow you

So unapologetic, make the most of what I'm given

These walls weren't built to fall and I'm not here to stand for nothing

When papa had to go, I thought that's fine, I'm coming too

I mean with what you've done for me, it's only right I'm there for you

Guess life just doesn't pan out, hands on but no handouts

Man up and be the man now

Make a plan, let 'em plant doubt

Like a forest needs every single tree, there's a person here losing oxygen

Probably right here, right inside the room, they're the elephant where hope exists

Had some people want to phase me out, remember elephants don't forget

Plenty reasons I should end the call, but kind of fascinated, what they say next?

And I ain't wasting time on no loose ends, humor God if he made them

But yeah, I shoot the shit, and when that shit miss

I'm LeBron James, and this game six, so

[Verse 3]

And I've been lost for a second

I'm the subject, the lesson

My mama raised me to talk, but I don't talk over my momma

And I hate drugs babe, but like them more than depression

Life been fucking me and only let me cum if it's second, yeah

Fuck your first impression

Ego need a sandwich, that shit hungry for attention

You can have my Twitter, I don't care to look impressive

Plus, the cost to be myself is looking pretty damn expensive here

I can't express how much I don't care

You should worry more about the shit that people don't share

See it in your eyes, your shoulder got the cold stare

Are you really surprised a young white rapper got his moment?

See, you should reconsider, only throw these no-hitters

Swinging for the fences on a field that won't forget us

Guess that I'm my worst critic, measure distance in commodity

It's looking like forever's in the God that's right inside of me, so

[Outro: Cyrus' Grandmother, On Phone]

Hello Cyrus, this is your grandma Gatewood. Just wondering how you were doing. I called your mom and she didn't call back yet so I just thought I would try you. I hope I got the right number. *buzz*