Let’s take it back, back before the pack
Back before a n***a had visions of riding in the back
I’m talking back before the charges
Back before the arguing
Back before these bad hoes in small clothes started jocking
I’m talking way back way back like when n***as wore slacks to school
And everybody kept a strap, and not cuz’ it was cool
Way back when Timmy was the only turner, that didn’t have a burner

Sometimes I wanna take it way back, way back
Way before I had problems and couldn’t keep track
Of the way that I’m living
Way before I ever started tripping
About work, and money, and fast cars, and nice women
Way back, way back
Not a worry in the world, no money to make back
Thank God for what I’m given
I just wanna do it way different
This is for the people that’s seeing the same vision

I swear this vision’s gonna kill me one day and I mean that
Lately I’ve been stressing out and over thinking these tracks
Remember when I used to help me out to relax
Where did all them good times go homie I need it back
Got too busy to go skating, that shit got me pissed off
I bet my kick flips are turning into kick flops
Shouts to Pat and Alicia, goddamnit I miss y’all
Sorry I’m a piece of shit and don’t return no missed calls
I ain’t no mother-fucking adult, I’m just a kid
Think I’m turning to a sad boy, that’s how it is
People asking what you mad for, it could be worse
But I’m getting kinda lazy, took a month to even get Wyatt this verse