[Verse 1]

Rap with the bomb and I start the ignition

Carve em' up with all the rhymes and I'll leave an incision

I don't really care at all if you tell me you didn't

As long as I don't find out when the truth it was written

But let me

Dig into these bitches that are not kosher

Cause no matter what we do man the relationship is over

But you crying and you sorry that it really did change

But life is funny when we strangers till this damn day

Haven't picked up my Xbox in like 20 months

Came to the conclusion that I gotta stop smoking blunts

Realizations I'm not a kid anymore is just way too much

And it's tough, find out that you living pregnant man it sucks

Fuck it I'm lеarning while you are all bludging

And I got things on my mind

And I ain't evеr really love them but

Buried your brain in that chemical

Moderation is key when you providing up

All these seminal

Thoughts to the greater purpose in this life

That we searching

In this circle of endearment, yeah your soul hurting

And I can see it in your eyes you are so certain

About the close-minded society that we were really birthed in

[Hook]

And we new to this game

And we going this far

Might as well push to start

And you

Can't change all this history

And you can't, and you can't

Change this history

But, but

We just wanna know

What, what

Where we going though

And you can't and you can't

Change this history

And you can't, and you can't

Change this history

[Verse 2]

Damn so I'm back at it again

Man your only friend

Back when we were younger

Used to pump brakes

Skateboards used to break

Always going to lunch late

Man we fucked girls

Lifted weights

Bumping the dopest mixtapes

Thinking back to that shit made me so depressed

Sometimes I'm writing these songs have nobody to impress though

I mean does anybody listen to my shit daily

Mic touching my lips, calling it quits maybe

Crazy that I have this circle of thoughts

Arguing over the impeccable plots against the enemy

Chemistry that I gotta infuse together

To be master of my words when I'm writing these letters

And it's, hieroglyphics, the shit that we do with wishes

Like when I wish for some of my homies to come back alive

Something that selling your soul could surely achieve and I strive

To be more holy than Christmas Eve and I've arrived

[Hook]

And we new to this game

And we going this far

Might as well push to start

And you

Can't change all this history

And you can't, and you can't

Change this history

But, but

We just wanna know

What, what

Where we going though

And you can't and you can't

Change this history

And you can't, and you can't

Change this history