Look, yo, let me take it right back to the roots
Rudimentary in every single thing I do

Overly complicated ‘ion even got a muse
Just feel the music and I’m bound to go and get in tune

Yeah, I remember we was little kids
A cheap bottle we would go and give the lid a twist

Thinkin’ back we was wild like “remember this?”
Nowadays feels like all I do is reminisce

Damn, what has happened where’d the time go?
Now I’m tryna book these shows in different time zones

A few sold out crowds around my home
It’s kinda funny ‘cause I feel I’m gunna die alone

Damn, that’s real talk ain’t no fabrication
It was fabulous and every day was like vacation

Had to vacate the spot the kid was on probation
Back then it was illegal you know what I’m sayin’

Look, yo, I take it back to the roots
I would rap with the crew, they would clap and they root

Uh, yo, they said that was my route
We was battlin’ dudes and I was passionate too

Damn, but now it’s passed and it’s through
I miss the pack that I knew, it’s time to pack up and move

Look, yo, it doesn’t have to be true
I’m sick of actin’ all new, what do I actually do?

Damn, and it feels like I be going mental
I’m spending all my time just tryna sell these instrumentals

I pushed away the ones I love and I didn’t even meant to
And for that I’m sorry, hope that we can make amends too

Hah, every verse I wanna hit reverse
As I get closer I be further from what got me first
This the shit I think and I’m not gunna lie it hurts
I just wanna fix it ‘fore I’m laying in a hearse

This the shit I think and I’m not gunna lie it hurts
I just wanna fix it ‘fore I’m laying in a hearse

‘fore I’m laying in a hearse
I just wanna fix it ‘fore I’m laying in a hearse

I take it back to the roots
I take it back to the roots

Back to the roots
I take it back to the roots