It’s been a minute since been in it
But I’ll bring it back
Nah don’t call it a comeback
Im not tryin first off
I just figured that I’d chip a block of work off
Apply an ill thought
Add the seed and water
Let’s see what’s up with dreams again
And if we’ll cast them farther
You see this lady took my focused ways
Now it seems to me
My heart is sort of broke in ways
She’s in the picture
But I miss her on our separate days
So let’s relay the present stay
Or maybe we could get away
I’m just saying girl
I got your back now
You ain’t gotta worry about him
And I mean that
But anyway
I got my own life to live
And my own passions
This clothing line
Skateboards, art, and rapping
The bills are stacking and I’m slaving
Barely making the grade
I get my shits and gigs when days don’t always feel the same
The pursuit of true happiness?
Feelings I get from sex, money, and rapping this
They can’t capture shit
Well they can
But never the real magic trick
(Outro)
This is the aftermath
The kind of shit that you learned after class
This is the aftermath, aftermath
The kind of shit that you learned after class
This is the aftermath
Kinda shit that you learned after class