Time Capsule

They put me down as the one to watch

Haters put me down as the one to stop

I can't even lie, I tick all of the boxes

Still I'm thinking outside the box

You better give me your mind and let me thoroughly read it

That's food for thought and somebody will feed it

I'm too mature for all of these weaklings

That's strength for days and I'm blessed in ways

That you can never dream of getting, like

Still I'm hoping for a better life

Give me 25 years and I'll be at mega heights

That's a promise, right?

I promise to always take my advice

But I can't promise that it'll work for me

Simz, talk to the younger Simz, what would you tell her?

Try and make a mill 'fore you get a deal

See, nothing's impossible long as you keep your head up

And when it comes to the points where you're fed up

Take a step back, reassess where your soul and your head's at

Give 'em you like you sent them a press pack

In regards to the gifts you should send back

They weren't gifts, they were setbacks

This is real shit, never lie in these real tracks

I'm too grown for that, I'm way too composed for that

And I say that's right

What would you say to the younger you?

Would you tell you to be patient?

Would you say to be true?

Sitting here with an empty cup

Lord knows life's sobered you up

You always end up as yourself

World doesn't need a mould of anybody else

Hold up, one sec, Kaitlyn

My side of the joint is forever moving

Writing till the wheels fall off, cruising

Got this mad fire in my belly, fuming

Barely hear enough about the music

I am not the one you wanna try

I am not the message you imply

When I was on the come-up, I was nine

And you was on your arse getting high

Now I'm in the spot, ain't the time funny how it flies?

Peek and boo the industry, got 'em all surprised

I put everybody here to bed, night

Your logic thinking ain't practical

I ride the beat so tactical

Simz told me there's no regrets

I write it down in capitals

I live by it, give more

'Cause when it's time to take, I ain't shy

I look space, I'm past fly

You're a lost soul in my archive

Give it to me

What would you say to the younger you?

Would you tell you to be patient?

Would you say to be true?

Sitting here with an empty cup

Lord knows life's sobered you up

You always end up as yourself

World doesn't need a mould of anybody else

I been spitting ever since I can remember

Enter a new world, but this ain't new to me

They all choose to be similar to one another

That ain't news to me

I'm planning on being here for a long time

So you better get used to me

Old friends pissed that they can't get through to me

I be setting up a new wave

Better thank God you're seeing a new day

Smiley little Simz when I'm seeing new faces

Really I just wanna bill a couple bouquets

Guess that's how it goes now

Guess that's how it goes down

Same shit, different day

Space, space, space in my time zone

Tiller singing had us all mind blown

Swear that kid is phys-ache

Tryna get shit in place

But it's hard when the time tells you

You're running a little late

Hold up, one second, Simbi

Oh, still I'm steady killing, killing, killing

Take a hit and I be higher than the ceiling

You cannot escape the feelings in the films

Man, I must be the villain

Sit back, billing, they collect my winnings

Man, I must be a G

Sorry, I don't need your energy

Planets in the air is all I see

If I could talk to the younger me

Tell her to keep faith and learn to save what you earn

'Cause money don't grow on trees

Yeah, that's a fact, money don't grow on trees

Now look at that, my soul just keeps invincible

My history might be mythical

Sometimes I find the world so fictional

Style's analogue and you're digital

And that's real shit, improvised

You popped up and I'm minimised

My wolf pack won't compromise

When we see cats, then it's dinner time, boy