2nd Childhood

Lyrics

[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