2nd Childhood
[Intro]
Yeah (Yeah, uh, uh)
Yeah (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Yeah
Yeah, look
[Verse 1]
I got a little boy to look after
His own mother wanted him badly to be a bastard
I'm 27, still chasin' dreams of bein' a rapper
Laughter after she tell me before I went and
Grabbed me or even booked studio time
I probably see the rapture
She tell me, "See a pastor," these demons got me gassed up
My niggas on the same, we all waitin' on some change
And my man's bread is my bread, my change is his change
Nigga, yea, that's my partner dem, I still stay with mama' n'em
Just til' I can get on my feet, collectin' commas and dividends
Niggas respect me something like Obama n'em
With my niggas eatin', we probably won't think of Ramen, yeah
Send my son to private school or somethin' like that
My mom's would cry, my baby mama, she would love that
Now I should probably grow up, and get a job
I mean, I would, but when would I have time to rap
I'm in my second childhood (I'm in my second childhood)
[Pre-Chorus]
Nuh-uh, nuh-uh
Nuh uh, nuh-uh
Nuh-uh, nuh-uh
Nuh-uh (Uh)
Nuh-uh, nuh-uh
Nuh uh, nuh-uh
Nuh-uh, nuh-uh
Nuh-uh
[Chorus]
And I got so much shit that weighs all on me
I can't deal with niggas on my shoulders
Tellin' me how I should move, uh-uh
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, this is the number one rule, don't forget
In order to survive, you gotta learn to live with regrets
On the rise to the top, many drop, don't forget
In order to survive, you gotta learn to live with regrets, yeah
[Verse 2]
I got my own ass to look after
Why would I settle down for anything less than I asked for?
I'm 35, I teach English to the kids
In a daze, kids bad as fuck, the youth is worth more than I make
My parents want grandkids
And they excuse is that they gettin' older
They don't think they got too much longer time to wait
Palms to face, I don't got a man to replace
My friends talkin' bout they kids, and I cannot relate
Plus I'm in my "ho" stage, I ain't ready to date
I fuck, then I skate, smoke a little gas to escape
I look in the mirror, I see the same bitch since high school
Who cut class and made dumb decisions, was all spiteful
And if I got away, forever know where I be at
I'm red man, Mrs. Never Settle Down, I be that
So miss me with this grown-up shit, where the tree at?
I ain't even ask for feedback, I guess I'm in my second childhood
(I guess I'm in my second childhood)
[Pre-Chorus]
Nuh-uh, nuh-uh
Nuh uh, nuh-uh
Nuh-uh, nuh-uh
Nuh-uh (Uh)
Nuh-uh, nuh-uh
Nuh uh, nuh-uh
Nuh-uh, nuh-uh
Nuh-uh
[Chorus]
And I got so much shit that weighs all on me
I can't deal with niggas on my shoulders
Tellin' me how I should move, uh-uh
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, this is the number one rule, don't forget
In order to survive, you gotta learn to live with regrets
On the rise to the top, many drop, don't forget
In order to survive, you gotta learn to live with regrets, yeah