Let me take it back to the days
When the youngin didn't know what love songs meant
Let me take it back to the days
Let me take it back right back to the days
Let me take it back to the days
Where the youngin still yelled out, "F*ck that shit"
My best track had 2 likes, ten plays
And I didn't give a f*ck, it was aye okay
Arizona Ice Tea
Chilling on the front porch
Thinking about dropping out
Grades down, done for
Grounded for another day
Still had my phone
It's that middle school G shit
Young Al Capone
When I picked up a pad and a pencil in my home room
Worksheets aside 'cause that school work's old news
Hit me like a freight train
Rap's what I'm gonna do
Decided I was apt to get the green like Whole Foods
Dropped a few tracks for the net; wackness
Only one thing to do next; practice
Free time could be time to design a tracklist
While classmates were studying;
I was just rapping
It was 'round the same time, Skelethon dropped
And I was first introduced to Aesop Rock, soon
After found atmosphere, idea, and blue
Searching foreign, writing music is all I can do
Let me take it back to the days
When the youngin didn't know what love songs meant
Let me take it back to the days
Let me take it back right back to the days
Let me take it back to the days
Where the youngin still yelled out, "F*ck that shit"
My best track had 2 likes, ten plays
And I didn't give a f*ck, it was aye okay
Bop-bop, bop-bop, bop-ba-domp
Oho, bop-bop, bop-bop, bop-ba-domp
Thanks for all the support and stuff I really appreciate it
Bop-bop, bop-bop, bop-ba-domp
Oho, bop-bop, bop-bop, bop-ba-domp