Hit 30 now they're tryna go back again

People saying you ain't 18, come on act your age

It's a mid-life crisis you're caught in

When all of your friends look more like your kids

Mind stays stuck in the past but gotta move on

Embark outside that garden you grew from

I always knew that I would live this kind of life

Since I was a young kid that never learned to ride a bike

Now I'm a grown man that can't drive a car

But the words I write on the page might guide me far

So don't be scared and acting like you aren't

And don't get caught up in the timeless past

Look harder, find a path, find your heart

Build a rocket, fly to Mars

Picture Keith dancing as the fire starts

And hope they hold your memory in high regard

Same faces, caught you in the same places

Watch how these times show you

Exactly who you are and what you go through

Telling me I'm different, it's been years so I don't know you

When you don't know me, so

But I knew how you used to move so don't be acting phoney

Telling me I disappear when you never tried to phone me

Got to break the barriers, step up out the loops

Stack your bread and get the loot, drunk a monkey in the booth

Sipping on my gin and juice watching time fly

Cutting out the excess, tryna get my mind right

Move into a different beat, adapt to survive

Can't get caught in a trap

Adapt is a must, can't get left eating dust

In this rat race, I got a million things I gotta juggle

Want it too easy, I say let there be struggle

Every corner that I turn, chilling finding trouble

But if you wanna grow, gotta go move a muscle

That's the hustle

And it's the root of all fear

You're caught up in the headlights like a wild county deer

It's weird how these people change their past in a year

Like a dark magician I appear and disappear

Most live their lives fixed, satan sniffing gear

Drowning my sorrows, why'd you think I was drinking beer

It's like you're deaf and can't hear all my words of wisdom

But we know the world keeps spinning like a piston

And I know you're wishing for more originality

But when you never grow up all you do is live a fantasy

Cause fam, you're fake like an Adderall commercial

And we know you practice all those lines in rehearsal

Write it in your journal, your thoughts and your worries

I always hit a fat racket like Andy Murray's

The lines become blurry in this whacked out city

In this crazed land I'm a man with no pity