[Verse 1: Oddisee]
Wrote this on a beach while my kids were sleep
Never thought I’d be at peace when I was near defeat
Just got used to sending beats to get something to eat
Looked inside my fridge and me and ain’t seen nothing sweet
Another person in the verses written years prior
From space heaters to heated spaces, near fire
Different versions of work in progress
Collected wisdom from their wreckage that I fortified with more in mind
Can’t reach perfection with a poor design
Clear to me now I was the risk I had to steer shy of
Foreshadowed by my own shadow as a lurking object
Slid through the valley where the corpses lie and now my fears appear minor
What I’ve become is currently my finest
But within time it takes its place as just a piece of mind
Another address on the Ave I traded sleep for grind
Lived many lives but the newest one's always the hardest

[Chorus: C.S. Armstrong]
I know I lived many lives
Yeah, But I got so much more to go
Yeah so much more go
Yeah baby, said I know I lived many lives
Yeah, but I got so much more to go
Tuh, so much more to go
Oh my, heh
[Verse 2: Oddisee]
My first life I was a dreamer born into illusions
My second I became student working on improvement
Third bcame a preacher to protest our institutions
Fourth I became a teacher to progress the moment
Fifth I became a leader to protect conclusions
Sixth a cheater to finesse those still in destitution
Seventh a healer to correct what I was just abusing
The eighth I’m currently completing with my stress reducing
Maybe what’s left is losing count of all accounted for
Forgetting my collection is a feat but a profound reward
I found the lure of life exploring what I couldn’t cause
Effected by the random less a sceptic when you’re met by newness
I traveled far and wide before I ever charged to rhyme
My open mind would visit what my artistry ain’t stop to find
Too busy watching thrones I nearly didn’t guard the shrine
Within my many lives still surprised that I’m a rolling stone

[Chorus: C.S. Armstrong]
I know I lived many lives
Yeah, but I got so much more to go
Yeah so much more go
Yeah baby, said I know I lived many lives
Yeah, but I got so much more to go
Yeah so much more to go
Yeah, yeah yeah
[Verse 3: C.S. Armstrong]
Said I know, I lived many lives
Maybe 10 to be exact
Haters they be like how the hell you did that
Hmm, gotta take it way back
When I got my first 91 Deville Cadillac
Hmm, took that shit off to New York City
Now I’m in my own lane ain’t nobody fucking with me
HOV, hell yeah
Hmm, now I’m in my own lane ain’t nobody fucking with me

[Chorus: C.S. Armstrong]
Said I know I lived many lives
Oh my huh, but I got so much more to go
Tuh so much more go
Oh my huh, said I know I lived many lives
But I got so much more to go
Oh my