It’s been a minute since been in it

But I’ll bring it back

Nah don’t call it a comeback

Im not tryin first off

I just figured that I’d chip a block of work off

Apply an ill thought

Add the seed and water

Let’s see what’s up with dreams again

And if we’ll cast them farther

You see this lady took my focused ways

Now it seems to me

My heart is sort of broke in ways

She’s in the picture

But I miss her on our separate days

So let’s relay the present stay

Or maybe we could get away

I’m just saying girl

I got your back now

You ain’t gotta worry about him

And I mean that

But anyway

I got my own life to live

And my own passions

This clothing line

Skateboards, art, and rapping

The bills are stacking and I’m slaving

Barely making the grade

I get my shits and gigs when days don’t always feel the same

The pursuit of true happiness?

Feelings I get from sex, money, and rapping this

They can’t capture shit

Well they can

But never the real magic trick

(Outro)

This is the aftermath

The kind of shit that you learned after class

This is the aftermath, aftermath

The kind of shit that you learned after class

This is the aftermath

Kinda shit that you learned after class