[Hook] Can I kick it? With the fam' Can I kick it? Maybe man Can I kick it? Miss the fam' Can I kick it? Take care of them [Verse 1] I wrote this verse around 12am Right after my practice, in my bed again But tonight was different, feeling the flow Dealing the flow; like a hurricane drizzled Feeling wet with excitement,the pen in the centre The bullsh** exited,philosophy entered The system. I missed him, known as my dad man I text and he asking, semester is pa**ing (So when you gonna go and apply, and apply son When you gonna go and apply?) Man, I'd go and apply pop and reach for the sky Leave the fam to the city, I'd rather not try I mean not now At least when you get home, cause man I'm grown (Because, you're growing, my son) I got the keys to the chrome And I know, that life's unlimited like Haytham's cards of YuGiOh So I'm asking... [Chorus] Can I kick it? With the fam' Can I kick it? Maybe man Can I kick it? Miss the fam' Can I kick it? Take care of them Can I kick it? With the fam' Can I kick it? Maybe man Can I kick it? Tryna ditch the fam? Can I kick it? You're playing man [Verse 2] This next line came in at 7:15 On the bus to Rivermead, the feels of a centipede Hundreds in traffic on the way to work Had to take out the NotesApp, to see how it works I'm talkin bout society, living versus sobriety Quick to the liquor, like a friendly inquiry To mingle as singles, and form a cup I don't really understand, Never knew what's up Rather than down a few and exhaust the drunk Why not go out for a bit, and enjoy the funk Ones natural aura, and personal wealth Rather than drowning in booze, and hiding yourself From this significant other that you claim to love Is it because of the buzz, or is it straight from above Let's forget about d**, and get a grip with some hugs What if I cut off our time, to make our moments less usual? If I wanted you to be you, wouldn't you feel more beautiful? Think about it [Tribute Hook] Can I kick it? Ask the Phife Can I kick it? Q-Tip the mic Can I kick it? Ali in sight So whatcha sayin? Go on then Can I kick it? Yes, you can You done playing? That's the plan Still Praying? To the Greater Man? Have some faith son… That's what I'm sayin [Verse 3] In one song I talked about life and love In the first person and the third because My opinion ain't word, cause “word is bond” Shouts' to Raekwon, quoted into the song And to the Mos Definite and Common Sense With the beat that I rapped on, on which they present A big influence, on the questions to me Tryna find out who I really am, cause truly The quest for identity is splitting me through A young n***a that raps, but loves calculus proofs I heard he also shoots hoops, and likes to write poetry My character's dividual, as an individual You claim upon a label cause you fail to view me pivotally Writing similes, with catchy hooks I told em that I'd drop the tape, next up's the book [Outro] Can I kick it? Pack your bags Can I kick it? Say bye to Dad Can I kick it? Mom might be sad Can I kick it? But you'll be fine Lemme kick it? Whatcha mean? Can I kick it? Really want to know? Can I kick it? No aliens though Lemme hear it I chose the U of O, ma, chill man! What're you talking about? [Excerpt from "Steve Jobs' 2005 Stanford Commencement Address"]