[Verse 1, Brasco Noir]
I always thought that I was so damn smart when I was a young jake
Mathematics, I would run train. Getting division at pre-k
Athletics, I ran a mean race, perfect vision I see straight
Except for cussing in 3rd grade, I kept myself a clean slate
I probably got my dirty mouth from a stained mind
Cause I started saying “shit” and watching porn around the same time
I was born into a Christian home, older neighbor didn’t buy it
He talked about some boobies on the tube, he showed me once or twice
A few weeks later, parents got on my nerves, so i
Purposefully typed “naked women” into the search bar
I was shaken with excitement, curious impurities
Till Christmas morning, dad turned on the internet security
And he confronted me, I faced him with tears in my eyes
But I struggled with smut stuff for the next five years of my life
Conscience was dulled down, dumb Jiminy Cricket
I Pinnochio’d young women. Slick talk: the ticket
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What is the measure of a man?
I’ll probably never understand
What is the measure of a man?
I’ll probably never—
[Verse 2, Brasco Noir]
Then throughout junior high, I felt a faith revival
Got my mind out the gutter, stuck my face into the Bible
Bread and butter verses memorized, pot smokers criticized
I’m better, I’m refined because I worship no idol
Got good grades and I ran track, had no place for a bad rap
Had no time for my youth group, and I missed it, and I mean that
It continued, and I fell back, and my folks knew, and I felt bad
But I broke through on my own two, what could God do for such a strong man?
Then high school came, and I played the cool game
I smoked a few things. “Blue dream? That’s a cool name”
I started hitting parties, and I flipped on the brew brain
Got caught “We still love you, we’re just worried about what you’re doin, Jake”
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[Verse 3, Nickolvs]
I said like
Hold up, whoa, conflictions of an old soul
The things that I've seen paint a dream on my window
The rainbow gold kill me slow approach it careful
Some say the same but this way from verbatim
Mouthful, Hungry I wait on information
The sun hit my face, see the rays, oh glory
Kick dust when i bust out the debris, bummy
Scrapes on my knees it ain't a thing if you love me
But no-thing could contain this ol', flame in my stomach
It's fearless, hear this, cause you won't when I plummet
Skyfall hide yo eyes, like the shine is upon us
The flight of the comet, kamikaze stardust
BLUH BLUH, then your promise dishonest what was you wishing for?
I would probably say the same but we is unidentical
Maybe not, we'll never know, get up out your box
And take me off the tops of pedestals, let us go
Far, far from where they let us roam, you have reached your echelon
I'm gone, see you in the morn, forgot what they said i was
And I will not submit to what they speakin'
Be it love, be it war, be it truth, be it reason
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