Back then, ain’t nobody had a doubt about me, I was smart, but reckless
Back then, everybody had a thought, I was nothing but a mark on a checklist
And my set list, grew hectic, jotting down bars in the park at breakfast
Back then, people still saw me like an unused block in Tetris
Didn’t fit in, it was me, Jay, Nicky, Nick, DJ, Justin, and Ant, every day we would sit in
And work on ways to stay hidden and let the day be wasted
If I didn’t see em, JJK replaced it
Me, Jobin, and Julez roamed the places nobody would go and just to hold the taste of time
And when it declined, we’d reload the basics
Or with Mansoor chilling, never unsure, we just had fun
Pure thrill and I wonder if he’s still in the same house
It’s been a while since I saw anybody from those days now
Back then when the pain shrouded itself in stealth and the depth of a rain cloud
When I spent nights building a fake crown, convincing myself this was a great town

You got the world in the palm of your hand
What else are you waiting for?
Captivate me
Can’t contain me
Miss my friends and I’m not the same me
Without them I am not the same

These words on a page like a Rembrandt
Speak ill of my friends when my pen can’t
Meek Mill on the edge and I'm enchanted
No chance, weak willed when I sent that
Sit back, tic tac toe, ten grams, we all fried our brains to a bent lamp
Bentley, man please I could rent that, well I could’ve but the money got spent flat
From here, the view is gorgeous
Like when me, Mike, Tom, Dan, and George would fuse our forces
Had the music coursing
When the band broke up, shit man, that was like divorcing
Been a minute since Seb and I got to discoursing
All these dudes is too supportive, of course I had to hang with a few enforcers
Who knew that our youth would imbue importance
Back then, when I could write raps, still type fast, make beats in a night class
I performed every day, for the people in the way, but I don’t mean it like that
Shit wasn’t done, it was still fun, they were believing in me
You just want a piece of the moment now, nowadays it’s easy to see

You got the world in the palm of your hand
What else are you waiting for?
Captivate me
Can’t contain me
Miss my friends and I’m not the same me
Without them I am not the same

Late at night, the Spectre stepped in and spoke of harmony
We argued about fate and sorrow and sovereignty
And how to borrow time with a single breath
How to heal others and reflect upon a life well-lived and ill-advised

The beams of light, all I could see, fractured as prism
A realm of inquiry and self-doubt.
Who am I really?
The more I asked, the more it seemed like less of a question
And well, I think it became a reason.