die die die young {to die young} x2 {Verse 1} See there's a difference in my madness the object of this sadness was super hazy problems i had dealing with the raddest mixtape dropping out the an*s of milwaukee's golden palace but now i like this throne i could get used to crazy dancing i'm the biggest fan of overcast casting all my dreams into an itty bitty bottle that the doubters tried to guzzle fast hover craft, hover craft i'm gryffindor's rejected brat so slytherin don took me in and now i'm on this darkened path but, got, damn! this must be the calling of a different sam this must be the awning that i'm withheld in withstanding and floating at the same time, damn multitasking freshest man freakishly frolicking through my f**ed up brain tryna nitpick at the moments that tripped me out insane now i'm approving these calls from people with different names and all i should be is happy i think that's sh**s sinking in like.... {Chorus 1} {i'm crawling out of this space no more slave shifts in my way young n***a don finessed his age all along he had the juice no more hiding in his cave (like) {this calls this calls for endless celebrations} x2 i'll be okay son i'm just making waves son this calls this calls for endless celebrations} x2 {Verse 2} And i promise this is not a pop record this is just for the hating cold heartedly hecklers this is what will play on my way to the gates up in heaven and if that exists or not i'm just banking in on this destined journey i just been pressin' madlib quasimoto bolo ties i'm tryna invest in invent the hardest van gogh piece and DIP! ear off and errythen see this is the real sam but sam is just the same when sh** be going crazy insane and i fall flat on my feet again my conscious still intact god damn this the best feeling i've felt since back tunnel visions pitched black my whole world crushing in to compact discs play that daymares please play that. (uh) one time for the vivid pictures i'm painting with my visions could be dark could be light {just know this sh** right here? this sh** i'm spitting my life} x2 {Chorus 2} {i'm crawling out of this space no more slave shifts in my way young n***a don finessed his age all along he had the juice no more hiding in his cave (like) {this calls this calls for endless celebrations} x2 i'll be okay son i'm just making waves son this calls this calls for endless celebrations} x3 .... End shoutouts... thanks for listening to "Daymares"