I'm kinda sort of a cotnnesiour
You tryna dig my past up like dinosaurs before we get to meeting like carnivores
Tryna do some shit we ain't done before put it in deep make your stomach roar
Cuz you a lioness who tryna find the best I think it's me but I digress
If I don't speak forever hold my peace so baby I object
Am I up next I gotta know if not I gotta go
Midas flow might go Geronimo for my pot of gold
Tryna cope but I'm liable to snap if I'm provoked
Think I might've said yes too much maybe I don't know
In my mind I think I might go broke
But out my mouth I say don't trip you know I got it bro
On the mic my presence louder than a sonic boom
But I'm a mouse when I'm in crowded rooms
I got the keys but I been out of tune and somehow I still found a groove
Hoping to delay the day family speaks around my tomb
Might as well go get cremated as a metaphor for everything I created
Hot from start to finish Lessons in these writtens
But you can't teach a nigga who already got suspended
I should Mind my business tryna take the stage like a play but I gotta focus on my inner mission
Is there something missing or is it all fiction cuz I can't tell the difference
Do you remember
Do you remember
Do you remember can we
Go back to how it was before
Do you remember
Do you remember
Do you remember can we
Go back to how it was before
Do you remember
Do you remember
Do you remember can we
Go back to how it was before
Do you remember
Do you remember
Do you remember can we
Go back to how it was before