We grow up so fast

We do what we like

And think of the past

Like it’s wrong or right

I don’t think it’s bad

I don’t think it’s fine

I just learn and laugh

Till the day I die

(okay yo)

VERSE 1

Man when I was a kid

We used to get high just like this

Flintstones, jolly ranchers and chips

Buckled in the car seat in the whip (woo)

And we sung along to Britney

That was back when she was young and pretty

But societies changed to put it simply

There ain’t nobody like Marilyn or whitney (Marilyn or Whitney?)

We ain’t taking out the garbage

Any average Joe can call himself an artist

Now it seems like everybody got a target

Take that light out ya ass you ain’t a star bitch

There you have it, I got one too

Stupid phony bitches, my bullseye is you

And I got the vision, it’ll go right through

Sink into your brain, it’s just what I do

((CHORUS))

VERSE 2

Juco asked why I love it so much

I’m turned on by the thrill and the rush

It’s like every single line is a sensual touch

Crawling up my spine until I let it go and bust

So if you write

I hope it’s what you think about touching yourself at night

And serve it on a beat when you know it’s ready and ripe

And don’t be fake and weak when you coming up over night

Seriously

Your mind must be free

Unwind and release

Then vibe hit repeat

Systematic symmetry

Filling up in the pit of me

People living in misery

Over taken with bigotry

Stars showing no dignity

Non of em have ability

Numbing to change blissfully

Taking control willfully

((CHORUS))