I remember grade school
Ending nights early cause I had school
I t was the last thing that I wanted to do
But it's your house so it's your rules you said
I'll go
But every mornin' Imma pray for snow
But for now whatever, I don't remember much
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But I put on my cape
Put an S on my chest
Try to be better than best of em, best of em
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words
They'll never hurt me
Now here's when I t gets real tricky
Here's when our memories yeah, they get real sticky
When we think about the good ole days, the good ole days yea
We ain't worry bout nothin
While our parents always worried bout somethin'
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But I put on my cape
Put an S on my chest
Try to be better than best of em, best of em
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words
They'll never hurt me
Remembering my first real fight
You can't never tell me Im not right
I survive, no I thrive
Im alive, yeah, Im alive yeah
Now Im seeing what you mean
Realizings hard for me
Watch myself be
Watch myself becoming
Praying that my
Praying that my passion takes me
Where I need to go
Where I need to go
To somewhere, somewhere
More than just the usual
Praying that my
Praying that my passion takes me
Where I need to go
Where I need to
To somethin, No somewhere
Somewhere out the usual