作词 : Tristan Grant
 作曲 : Tristan Grant
We used to play Scrabble at my grams
Night time under snowy skies, sliding with the fam
Funny how it changes, life tests patience,
We ain't kids hope my mind'll stop aging
A fast lover my relations burn rubber to
Freezing over figure 8 closing off the summer
You used to worry when our people started drugging
A year later now you pushing to my cousin
Can't understand, been an unstoppable mess-up
I'm never ever burning bridges but the dust has been building
Helped provide a vision, inspired by my mediocrity
Sleeping in on a Sunday at high velocity
The damn ceiling fan know my dark truth
Speaking to myself as I stare into the roof
All night, dreaming bout an earlier time,
Nostalgic for a VHS Nickelodeon Slime
I'm gone
I had this dream ever since I was a kid
Spinning through Australian dunes on trip
Holding all my family together I'll take a pic
Freedom in my paradise I keep the fire lit
Driving slick like new kitchen marble
Moved to a street that's looking like Hey Arnold
Sunset is something, remind me to stay loving
You ain't just defined by your suffering
Can't catch a break pretending to stand solid
But solid doesn't scar you, change you or evolve you
Remember 2010 like it was yesterday
Meeting up with my friends at the bottom of my drive way
Bumping Mac Miller in the room,
Bike around took the bus school,
Far from innocent but my vision's rose tinted
And that's the color of this love that i'm sipping
Time to drop all the hate Wolf, let go
Cleaning up the streets call me Ray Pacifico,
That one's for the homies in my hometown
If you know then you know, yeah you know