Verse 1
Quixotic thoughts are not modest
But big dreams seem the theme to my wattage
So bright the beams are my cottage
At home with the 100 watts so don't dodge it
Pro libertate compadre
We need freedom all day and always
No congestion, Mucinex beckoned
f** 83, I'm on the old Fallsway
That's the scenic route for those lamen to
The hot route through the four one *eww*
Oh - he did again what you gon' do?
The cliche more played than the Blue Man Group
I never tried to be played cuz' it seemed uncool
Self promotion's pulling teeth for me without those tools
I figured out a way to break those doubting fools
A hand up, I manned up, and dropped those j**els
With the deuces up high for my ever loving posse
Can't explain the love I have knowing yall behind me
Y-E- one of these days we'll hit Hawaii
Head west like Ye-West no more "why E?"
No more questions, no more guessing
On why we split, real life takes time
And we didn't have enough of it
And I've been roughin' it
Soon enough we'll be back and have a great time like yeah!
Chorus
Talk about it now
Cuz' they keep pullin' us down
But I ain't stoppin'
Cuz' all I see are green lights
And even when I'm wrong I mean right
Please believe I
Know I'm gonna need to revise
But this life don't give retries
So I'm on it
And up at the break of dawn
Workin' hard just to shake the yawns
Bridge
Talk about it now
Cuz' they keep pullin' us down
They keep pullin' us down
But I ain't stoppin'
Cuz' all I see are green lights
And e-
Verse 2
All I wanna do is buy brunch for my friends
And cop my mom a B-M-Dub
But right now I'm quite broke for the sacrifice
So trust me I send this with love
Talk about it now
The whole world plagued with ailments
I just eat my trailmix
Unconvinced about the who, what, where and how
And why life's like one big tailspin
No more pale sh**, the color commentary is bright
With y'all help I'll get right
My pops told me that he loves that I'm on my dream
And goddamn that sh** felt nice
So I ain't stoppin' sh**
Therapy when I cut to the chase
And with me you get no red tape
There's no barricade between you, me and all the music
If you gotta still hate then hate, whatever gets you through
I'm on it, sip the Saint Pauli
Call me an alchy, f** it, y'all corny
Pop tops off, the Christians get ornery
Recognize the good for good, stay off me
Lay off the hate, y'all I'll never be drake
Whoever try to say otherwise is utterly baked
Put my life in every line, that ain't up for debate
Here's a toast to everybody tryna' find their way
So let's go
[Chorus x3]
Talk about it now