It goes something like this young and righteous/
Lost in this world thats how life is/
Aint tryna appeal to anybody but my future self/
Pullin dusty ol records off my future shelf/
In my future house in the middle of nowhere/
Id rather not depend on a government for sustenance/
Cuz in my future house in the middle of nowhere/
We grow our own vegetables mind states and other shit/
Fortunes come and fortunes go/
And in this rat race for cheese im similar to a mole/
Blind to the shiny temptations tryna harm me/
I got my wardrobe at the Salvation Army/
A no no to most/
But them same mothufuckas saying that my swag is dope/
Does it matter I dont know, game I could bag a ho/
Does it matter hell naw , broads will be broads/
{Hook}
We could chill, and in the midst of it/
Tribulations talk jot thought make a list of em/
Uh drop shots take a sip of it/
My never endin bottle absolute infinite / x2
Bridge
If I had a bottle of/
A never endin substance Id guzzle n guzzle like fuck it/
Id drink it all because/
I like a challenge granted its never gone happen/ x2
Verse2
My longboardin brainwaves, smoother that a lane paved/
Streets are like crack, see the irony in that/
See what I believe is that, its easier achieving dreams/
Once you conceive of a unique scheme/
Even tho TV dreams breed sheep/
You feelin surrounded, dont worry breathe deep/
Cuz you aint gonna be shit/
Accept it its no secret/
{Hook}
credits
from The PreCum,
released May 26, 2013
Mixed at Studio DRX