Part One
Back when tags were the straps on your legs
Back when teens didn't lubricate the bed
Back when being gay wasn't even a fault and much less an insult
Back when black kids didn't have to fear 3K cults
Back when generations weren't blinded by adverts
Back to back-stabbers everywhere my back hurts
Back to my honesty these hoes know no monogamy
Back to my flow cause you know that I'm on it, please
Back to the world cause there's nobody left to face and I'm
Back to the track and there's nobody left to chase damn
Back to ghostin cause nobody on my case and this ghost is
Back to ghost-writin with a pen you can't trace and I'm
Back to runnin out of time so I cut forget paste
Back to copycats "ctrl-V" but don't taste?
Back to the pace don't even look like I'm runnin
Back to shuttin fools up so I got people hummin
Back to Mr Fox on the Hen Night that's cunnin
Back to Young Neilz no wheels he just bunnin
But despite rollin' B's straight A's man that's somethin see the birds round the corner and disloyal brothers duckin tryna stop cursin' I'll feel worse than whichever person they be "fuggin'" hurtin ahh I feel like Ryu just one too many one-two's in the verses applause the boy falls and it's curtains
Part Two
Wanna grow up but they don't wanna settle down
Wanna be the King but don't wanna work for the crown
It's alright carry on no ethic that's a relic so I guess I gotta spell it that's pathetic but I'll spell it out
It's like your gave your culture to a vulture I'm sorry I gotta hault ya is that what you're about?
Boy, I hope you feel real proud...
Man.. Now you really lettin' us all down..
