Little boy, brown hair, wants to fly away

Dreaming 'bout the birds in the sky and the planes

Gotta get away, get away, g-get away

Kinda funny cause he’s got it on a silver platter

Got the time to worry 'bout that shit that don’t matter

Got a loving family that would go to war for him

Stable household, not that shit that's war torn

Got a real one he can call his baby

99 problems, not his lady

She’s full of love, peaceful beauty like a dove

Killin' shit every time she walks up in the club

He’s just restless, the possibilities

There’s so much to do, and so much to see

Young kid tryna figure out who to be

It’s so hard being comfortable just being me

And I know I’m changing

But that shit hurts

And I know it’s growth

But what the fuck's it worth

What the fuck's it worth

And I know I’m changing

But what the fuck's it worth

Growing pains, sitting outside, summer night, crying in the pouring rain

Smoke that kush and go insane

Pick apart your brain, see the inside

Tryna find the root of pain

Think too hard and ruminate

That shit pervades

And then it stays

Faded and the world fades to grey

But it’s alright, yeah it's okay

Cause tomorrow is a new day, and

That's why we pray

For a better day