I will look for you I will find you I will hunt you down and I will kill you

Or she like-just likes hangs out in a pretty fairy place bleegh it's just very girly I don't like that

Let's take it back to the past

Revert to when I still had class

Back when the easy one was my math

I added up all the years I couldn't get back

I retract to when I was five

At the time I didn't see why

Music was my answer in life

By eight I knew I'd be all right

And now in my mind this is what I know

I don't take handouts from any old broke

Joke that laughs so odd you would think they'd choke

So no MC will ever touch me

The close they'll get is still six feet (haha)

Pick 'em like an apple that grew on a tree

Bite into them like they were fresh meat (yum)

Now they will see what man I am now (what?)

Went from a coward to cowering crowds (ahh)

Still have my crown that stays oh wow (oh wow!)

The past left me but I'm sticking around

How did I end up acting this way (huh)

Guess good things come for those who wait (who?)

Patient bout my numbering days

That clock ticks fast 'nough time to say

I'm living in the past

Can't come back

Need a new format

To keep my mind intact

I know what I see

And it ain't pretty

Things aren't what they seem

Oh take me to 2013

Nothing to worry about

Now that I'm young I ain't gotta be loud

I can watch Sprout and WorldGirl wow!

Just turned 7 and it's pretty nice (yeah)

Mom got me a pretty cool bike

Ride it in the morning maybe at night

Whatever the case it's now mine (yep)

Dad had a laugh when I talk about God

In his FedEx truck we had a little talk

I ask him tons of questions gosh

He knew the bible well his thoughts were strong

I can't lie I've messed up bad

The guy I am now ain't all that

My childhood I would take it all back

Just have a chance to see my Dad

I'm living in the past

Can't come back

Need a new format

To keep my mind intact

I know what I see

And it ain't pretty

Things aren't what they seem

Oh take me to 2013

Guess I really have lost my touch

Can't even be funny anymore I do it in rush

I fuss at myself when I don't get it

So I resort to anything but a cuss

I cut some corners so I could try and fit in

But anything I did they always forget me again

It made my head spin

I'm my own citric so I'm always kinda tough

Give an album a 9 say that's enough

Then when it comes to something pure luck

High Rise was fine Sawyer's verse sucks (okay I get it Ok- I get it I get it!)

(My gosh) And it ain't just me

Seems like I'm my own worst enemy oh gee

The OG? Well it ain't you

While you're starting your own crew

I've been out seeking the truth

To find my answer that holds true

But first need a reference soon

Just need to start something ooh

I know the place to find it you

Stay put while I find my truth

I'm living in the past

Can't come back

Need a new format

To keep my mind intact

I know what I see

And it ain't pretty

Things aren't what they seem

Oh take me to 2013

Ok let's go