Little boy, brown hair, wants to fly away
Dreaming 'bout the birds in the sky and the planes
Gotta get away, get away, g-get away

Kinda funny cause he’s got it on a silver platter
Got the time to worry 'bout that shit that don’t matter

Got a loving family that would go to war for him
Stable household, not that shit that's war torn

Got a real one he can call his baby
99 problems, not his lady
She’s full of love, peaceful beauty like a dove
Killin' shit every time she walks up in the club


He’s just restless, the possibilities
There’s so much to do, and so much to see
Young kid tryna figure out who to be
It’s so hard being comfortable just being me

And I know I’m changing
But that shit hurts
And I know it’s growth
But what the fuck's it worth
What the fuck's it worth

And I know I’m changing
But what the fuck's it worth

Growing pains, sitting outside, summer night, crying in the pouring rain
Smoke that kush and go insane
Pick apart your brain, see the inside
Tryna find the root of pain
Think too hard and ruminate
That shit pervades
And then it stays

Faded and the world fades to grey
But it’s alright, yeah it's okay

Cause tomorrow is a new day, and
That's why we pray
For a better day