Ooo I like to talk a lot I talk your ear off

I used to talk to everybody now I talk to no one

I, I don't know why I think it's cause I'm getting older

In times like this I gotta turn to my brother

Ask him how it is and what he did when he was younger

I'm just tryna live my life and keep from going under

Head above water, too often I wonder

If mom and daddy secretly think that I'm a failure

Uh, you know it's tough as a brown kid

Live up to everybody's expectations

That's why I stay quiet sometimes and don't say shit

Get my money with no explanation

So, Mama Ima let you know by the end of July

Ima get a job and some cash and maybe I'll be alright

Baby Ima let you know by the end of July

You know I'm tryna let you go, and get you off of my mind

Ah shit,

Right, left, slip, hook, get the ice now

Laying face down on the ground I got knocked out

Used to have the time I don't have the fucking time now

If I'm acting up you gotta put my ass in timeout

Yeah, see I've been walking a line

Across the Grand Canyon and I just might die

If I, swing to my left or if I, swing to my right

Either way, I think it's time for me to say goodbye. Night night.

So, Mama Ima let you know by the end of July

Ima get a job and some cash and maybe I'll be alright

Baby Ima let you know by the end of July

You know I'm tryna let you go, and get you off of my mind