just looking back on how it is, how it was
take it back do backflip on the hay, should be safe
back when my momma used to play hayday
cottagecore **** like we living back in the day
before we was rapping all day
all i gotta say is shinchan doraemon that type of ****
that i would watch even tho i didn’t get it a bit
baby i’m going on nostalgia plane
and i dunno if I’ll be back again
going through my baby photos
seeing people i’ve met, but don’t even know
but you know it’s kinda lit like that
i let **** go even when im attached to it
people asking what kinda rap is this
wanna be like peggy and produce some crazy shit
are you mad for when we were kids
i was the princess and i made you the prince
i let my fantasies out and you had to bear
i gave you all the clothes that you had to wear
time passes, dripping like molasses
my first wish was to go back and flip the hourglass
felt like that, and it’s over forever
life flashing before your eyes
ain’t gonna live again never
thought i’d be the best better
do the science thing better
ended up with medicine i didn’t think i’d last ever
i do this **** because im too curious
of all the things that life in this world has got to give
and most people that i’ve talked to, and i have met
all of them i just seem to forgive and forget
were we not that close?
were we just passing as friends?
or did i make a mistake by just tying up the ends?
It doesn’t make sense, yea i stumble through this life
i can’t even remember what i said to them the other night
plot holes in my story i could fill them up like that
boarding on nostalgia plane, and i forgot to bring my bag
