Picture this I'm back home in 07'

I missed the bus to school too often Mom's Volvo was revvin'

I missed a class but it's ironic that taught me dependence

Plus I was lucky pops never raised his hand to teach me a lesson

Only hand was raised was mine asking teacher a question

I was a kid makin' bad first impressions

To get the laughs was my only obsession

To an extent nothing has changed but my time in detention

Nowadays everything's the same except from where I spend my time and attention =

Listen

You think you might have seen it all well I'm betting you didn't

You think you get up when you fall well you do but depending

On the amount of times your down with no hopes of suspension

You gettin' stabbed inside your heart like professional fencing

Picture me in 2011

The freshest of the freshmen beggin' for love and attention

The prepubescent little boy with no hopes of ascending

Too hyperactive and distracting no hope of progression

Until one day my favorite teacher held me back after class for a second

Made a suggestion doing theatre could wash my depression

And from that day I found my soul and my sense of expression

I knew one day I'd turn my problems into a profession

I had it deep inside my mind that one day I was destined

To walk a carpet colored red and to make a connection

To all the people in the seats I could change my perception

See all these characters are me they're a piece an extension

Now imagine me in 2013 as a teen

Strayed from the stage and started chasing

The life of a fiend

I'm sneakin' out the house to party and hit nicotine

Let me pass it to Geez

Go

2013

Matching his theme

Smoking the weed

Lots of insecurities

And an ego to feed

Then in 2015

I was almost deceased   

When my teeth hit the streets

But it made me believe

I need to follow my dreams

I could die at any moment

So not trying's defeat

I was living in a coma

Now I'm living extreme

I was given my diploma

Headed out to California

Now it's twenty sixteen

That's when I got working

And I quit my fussing

J Cru manifested

In a park with Justin

Backyard shows

And the bros were jumping

Rough around the edges

But our hearts were pumping

Little did we know that we started something

That got us thinking bout every hurdle

Leading up to this moment

It's the path that was chosen

Don't need a map or a token

We're following smoke with our noses

Like a cartoon we just floating

Now imagine me in 2019

as a grad

Slowly just honing my craft

Some days was thinking I'm trash

Comparing myself to the masses

But I continued my practice

I had a piece of the game

I wanted more of the fraction

Honestly me and Smitty bout to take down the captain

Maybe if we were younger then it would sound like we're cappin

But we're actually tapped in

Head back and strap in

We're moving to the future

We stopped thinking bout back then