The bell rings and I'm walking to my class
Say what up to my boys real fast
Put my ass in my desk teacher ask if I even got a pass cause I walked in last
Umm, I'm sorry, then I took out my notes
In the back I got a mass of lyrics that I've wrote
Keep it hidden with right arm like I might strike harm if somebody peeping at me writing all this ice storm
The class was chem, these are memories I cherish
Penning down lyrics always looking up embarrassed
Remember during REM I imagined
World tours reaching all the way down to Paris
I was writing Odd Future Golf Wang Kill Them All drawn in some bubble letters
What an era
I was just tryna be better
Verses penned down like I'm tryna send a letter
I write these lyrics and I
Never stop following my
Dreams, I think I might reach them
I out my heart in each one
I write these lyrics and I
Never stop following my
Dreams, I think I might reach them
I out my heart in each one
Knock them out the box Dash
Knock them out Dash
Knock them out the box Dash
Knock them out Dash
Knock them out the box Dash
Knock them out Dash
Knock them out the box Dash
Knock them out Dash
You ain't never heard if this
Young rap journalist
Popping like a kernel bitch
Knew that I would murder it
When I got the interview with Taylor Bennett
Tunes still hidden in the vault, but I sent it
Mom and dad still don't know that I rap
Flow so whack, but I ain't know that
Like the eagles, I needed a prozac
Tried to open doors, but my ego closed that
Took the trip to philly and I did it with my guy
Printed out lyrics, every bar every rhyme
Made in like Genius, annotations on the side
Explaining every line, if he hates it then I die
But I'm happy that I tried cause he f*cked with it
So it's f*ck this shit
No more hiding what I love from those that I hang with
Now all I need it something I can sang with
I write these lyrics and I
Never stop following my
Dreams, I think I might reach them
I out my heart in each one
I write these lyrics and I
Never stop following my
Dreams, I think I might reach them
I out my heart in each one
Knock them out the box Dash
Knock them out Dash
Knock them out the box Dash
Knock them out Dash
Knock them out the box Dash
Knock them out Dash
Knock them out the box Dash
Knock them out Dash
Sitting in my room, I'm rehearsing the speech to my parents real earnestly
Told mom and dad what is best for me
Ma stressed I go to university
Duh mom, I just want some rhymes
Reach hearts like the way that they reach mine
Finally got a mic now it's my time
Type lines when I'm writing all alone
Spent time home always looking at rhyme schemes so I might rhyme mean
Dreams so blinding
Barely even see the heights I need to finally see the sights that I fight to be at
Use these raps tryna make a clean path
I refrain from a lane and I pave mine
If I rap about chains I'll be slain by mine
Cause who the f*ck am I to be writing bout lies