[Intro: Logic]
I gotta put the swag in it
Yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah

[Verse: Logic]
Thank you, come again, look what I’ve done again
I done let me in again, in again, woah
Want it to be fun again, feel like I’m a one again
Rapping ‘bout my son again, people like, “No”
I could give a fuck about that
Chilling back, fans throwing up the hands like [?]
I ain’t been to Europe in a minute, think I need to get up in it
Think I need to get active
In the game so long, no fun in so long
Been a minute since it felt like practice, uh
Coming for they head like baptist, uh
Leave they body on the ground like a rapture, uh
I’m in the moment, and I’m really tryna capture the feeling that I’m feeling inside
Back ‘fore the happiness died, I think I-, eh, eh
Back with the-, Back with the pad-, and the pad and the pen again
Living in the M-O-E-N-T
No longer empty, now I’m full of MP
Shaping the world around me
Lot of envy what I feel when they around me
Tryna keep it 100, but I see, everything ain’t what it really be
Look in the mirror and I wonder, is that me?
Can it be my identity?