My boy told me it's time to blow
And even though I wanna believe I'm ready, I don't know
I'm 24 but I'm going on like a five year old
Dad's telling me that it's time that I bag it home
But right now I just wanna ride 'round until my mind explodes
Because I really don't wanna be nothing
Here the mind's right when he's writing, sipping a bottle of something
Yeah, nine times on a high, ready, I gotta be fronting
I was just tryina blend in
Loads of the time I know I was pretending
Most of the guys I been roaming been penned down
Same guys I was riding bars were behind the bars
And it's kinda hard and now I found my hobby and kinda foster it
Every time I start spitting rhymes I can't
It's like that time inside my mind is darker now
The new vibe I can't let go
WHAT IF I FALL?
WHAT IF I FALL FROM HERE?
The thought of it all is more than my heart can bear
