Released on March 20, 2017

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[Verse 1]

Find yourself in what I say not what I do

Does this sound like you dodging the truth

Stuck on the youth trapped in the mind of innocence

Reminiscence inside of your mind it feels so intimate

And Id be lying if I didn't hint

At the fact that my paps and my moms splits significant

An angry Malcolm in the middle of it

ADD won't lemme sit way too young to let me sip

How to cope

16 learned how to smoke

Circle of folks toking the potent potion they twisted

THC got me so lifted

They threw me the oop I dunked they assisted

My addiction addicted to licking swisher

Not too loud I whisper my momma is in here

Hiding the bud like pull overs after a pickup

Tryna workout life's hiccups like sit-ups


[Hook]

Maybe catch me on my come down

But that's just something I don't want now

Started from the bottom but I'm on now

Everybody judging like I'm on trial

Quick to call me up like I'm on speed dial

Just leave me a message I'm gone be here a while

Lotta niggas that I ain't seen in a while

Bet they prolly tell me that I'm different right now


[Verse 2]

But I'm still the nigga that stole from stores witcha

Kicked the one and wonder what we fighting for nigga

Hov and Big and Nas on the porch

Or the courts till curfew fuck keeping the score nigga

Just needed some time to find me

Hope you find yourself

(Repeat 2x)

I think about the skies and why they colored blue

Racist fuckers tanning in the summer so you colored too

Wasn't you telling me that the sky was my boundary

But I can see stars in the dark fore I go to sleep

I know that shit gets crazy and you feel like things are fading

Bout to take that last breath

Last seconds ticking all the water at your neck

Spent your last cent and still waiting on that check

And IRS is claiming that

Hold steady smoke the headies no Reggie it make you think slow

Match it with some niggas we connected through this cosmos

Still a kid wishing on the wandas and cosmos

Find me on the rise with some riders that I know

Told cudi he was strange

Told wiz too

Feeling like I'm Kendrick smoking like Wiz do

When I get my money ima blow that shit like tissue

I just gotta find myself I hope you find you