Chorus: talk about it now- cuz' they keep pullin' us down... but I ain't stoppin' cuz' all I see are green lights and even when I'm wrong I mean right please believe I- know I'm gonna need to revise but this life don't give retries so I'm on it and up at the break of dawn workin' hard just to shake the yawns talk about it now-
Verse 1: quixotic thoughts are not modest but big dreams seem the theme to my wattage so bright the beams are my cottage at home with the 100 watts so don't dodge it pro libertate compadre we need freedom all day and always no congestion mucinex beckoned fuck 83 I'm on the old Fallsway that's the scenic route for those lamen to the hot route through the four one EWW Oh he did again what you gon' do the cliche more played than the blue man group I never tried to be played cuz' it seemed uncool self promotion's pulling teeth for me without those tools but I figured out a way to brave those doubting fools with a hand up I manned up and dropped them jewels with the deuces up high for my ever loving posse can't explain the love I have knowing yall behind me YE- one of these days we'll hit Hawaii- head west like YE West no more Why E? no more questions, no more guessing on why we split, real life takes time and we didn't have enough of it since then I've been roughin' it soon enough we'll be back and we'll have a great time like
Verse 2: all i wanna do is buy brunch for my friends and cop my mom a B-M-Dub but right now I'm quite broke for the sacrifice so trust me I send this with love- so talk about it now- the whole world plagued with ailments and I just eat my trailmix unconvinced about the who, what, where and how and why life's like one big tailspin no more pale shit, the color commentary is bright and with yall help I'll get right my pops told me that he loves that I'm on my dream and goddamn that shit felt nice so I ain't stoppin' shit therapy when I cut to the chase and with me you get no red tape--- there's no barricade between you, me and all of this music if you gotta still hate then hate whatever gets you through but I'm on it, sip the saint pauli call me an alki fuck it yall corny pop tops off the christians get ornery recognize the good for good and stay off me --lay off the hate yall, I'll never be drake whoever try to say otherwise is utterly baked put my life in every line and that ain't up for debate here's a toast to everybody tryna' find their way