With this 2020 vision looking back in 2002

My first pair of Air Forces white, and black back when all I knew was trying to act like something I'm not

I might've asked for a car, but I never asked God to show me truth and got tricked by every mirage

Everything that looked pretty just a facade

Everything I looked past was so beautiful almost forgot about the stars

Forgot about principles they taught me but I ignored

Coming home to report cards with F's, and D's across the board

Running off on my skateboard

My friends in the skate park made noise

Jumping my first six stair, I thought I should've got laid for it

Fifteen buying loose cigarettes in the store, hit the graveyard

Rolling Garcia Vegas til' we learned how to not break one

With everything I was blessed with I think why the fuck didn't I go to college? instead of get reckless, and use my family's connections

But a class with a professor scared me senseless, and driving to Cincinnati with twenty thousand in a package seemed to make sense

Like my senses were flipped backwards you'd have to see what I meant

What gave me peace would make most people I've met sick

The chemicals that I'd eat would leave most people in a ditch

It's The Yellow Ghost when it's over I just hope I can see my friends

And tomorrow's not promised but I'll be good by the weekend

I hope I'm not seeing things or dreaming when the ether turns to cement

I hope you know there's more to things than what you see in the flesh

I'm a jazzy young king so you cross me, and you'll never see me again