[Intro]

Hey

[Chorus]

Back to square uno

I'm still tryna feed my daughter off this tune-o

I don't know when I'ma meet her, I can't be indebted

So I interpolate some jazz for the blue notes

Nigga, I got one question, is you comin' or not?

Is this expression or I'm comin' to rot?

Let me know before I put my whole soul in a pot

Hope I can trust you

[Verse 1]

Showed my face at sixteen and had the world in my damn hands

What an adrenaline rush, I came for the grand slams

Moments of hope was just peekin' out of them samples

Made 'em feel like how I felt 'til I had every answer

Passin' wave forms of sun peekin' into a mansion

Graduated early, baby, they can't hold me for ransom

Went to North Carolina, spent three months on that campus

Still got my Aggie pride, but left to find some advances

I blinked and I was sober again

Seeing the world in the middle of October again

The shit I had up in my hand was a number to morsel

I stop listening when niggas tell me that was a win

I learned restlessness from my mom, I get it honest

That magic fleetin' as ever, my amnesia chronic

I'm starvin', my stomach been twistin', turnin', sitting hollow

He packed his pockets with his future, I'll swipe it off him

[Chorus]

I said I'm back to square uno (Bitch)

I'm still tryna feed my daughter off this tune-o

I don't know when I'ma meet her, I can't be indebted

So I interpolate some jazz for the blue notes

Nigga, I got one question, is you comin' or not?

Is this expression or I'm comin' to rot?

Let me know before I put my whole soul in a pot

Hope I can trust you

[Verse 2]

Gramophone sittin' by my fireplace, it's gold

I got it for the record that they bailed at all the shows

My son think it's perfect and his age-mates agree

But I feel like I got a million more tries to go

Ran around the world more times than I can count

And had the check clear more times than I can pout

Then came home, the clumps of wool sitting on the floor

'Cause the teeth of my self-doubt sunk right in the couch

Ever since the wound saw them veins growin' out

Never left that first square, I got grades goin' out

They all in the open for my little boy to see

I cannot decide if I want him to mirror me

The good news is that I don't gotta make a choice

'Cause he gon' do it anyways in spite what I could voice

I wish him good luck when he travel down the path

And if he find a balance, then we both gon' rejoice