My boy told me it's time to blow

And even though I wanna believe I'm ready, I don't know

I'm 24 but I'm going on like a five year old

Dad's telling me that it's time that I bag it home

But right now I just wanna ride 'round until my mind explodes

Because I really don't wanna be nothing

Here the mind's right when he's writing, sipping a bottle of something

Yeah, nine times on a high, ready, I gotta be fronting

I was just tryina blend in

Loads of the time I know I was pretending

Most of the guys I been roaming been penned down

Same guys I was riding bars were behind the bars

And it's kinda hard and now I found my hobby and kinda foster it

Every time I start spitting rhymes I can't

It's like that time inside my mind is darker now

The new vibe I can't let go

WHAT IF I FALL?

WHAT IF I FALL FROM HERE?

The thought of it all is more than my heart can bear