[Verse 1]
Back when I was 15, might had a big dream
Destined to be making a living off a 16s
My whole life was finna be, pristine, just see
Then I started figuring out a bit of what this shit mean

Kurt Cobain was a hero to most, but he aint mean shit to me
Cuz I was on that hip hop back pack indie scene
Before that flat bill, snap back, skinny jeans
I wasn’t even skimming beats, I would rap on anything

My favorite emcees, I would pretend to be
Rap in front of the mirror but never invite my friends to see
That’s when I would be, my own biggest enemy
Cuz I thought it would happen eventually, even if I let it be

Motherfucker, it was destiny
I was on that pedigree, aint nobody better than me
Regretably, I would let my nerves get the best of me
Nine years later, now that dream rest in peace

[Verse 2]
Back when I was 21, we was having plenty fun
Twice a week, heavy drunk, I was in love with everyone
Dude, I think I mighta just met the one
New girl, old crew, had a nice set up

The glory days, before I knew what stress was
Back when we’d get a second chance when we would mess up
We’d drink the worst beers, but we’d have the best buzz
Sharing a drink with your best buds

And I ain’t even care what the score on the test was
Cuz I was bound to land a job, gonna get the best one
I was engulfed in the moment, didn’t care where I’d end up
Never thought I’d fall so hard when that end come

I had to leave the place where all of my friends was
Plus that girl shitted on me, when she wanted to end us
I was pushing brooms, trying to get some income
Stuck in some hard times, never thought were meant for us

[Verse 3]
Shit now I’m the same age Big got smoked
Decided to pack my bags, move to Chicago
Don’t matter where I go, still I grow
Just needed a change of scenery to instill my hope

I know, I gotta fall back
Steady applying to jobs, just praying for a call back
And if I do get the call, I don’t know at all
If I’m going in the right direction and all that

Stuck in my mid 20s with a receding hairline
Can’t afford cab fare, do you care if we share a ride
Everyone’s getting married or having their own kids
And I’m still getting comfortable in my own skin

I keep burning the candle on both ends
Until I stopped comparing me and them, they got their own shit
And I’ll always accept a call, from an old friend
Learned to stop worrying and enjoy this whole shit