(Verse 1)
They said, two step to the beat/
Two step to the drum/

Who's next? I'm stepping up with weapons up and it's done, yup/
Regulator, heaven gater, 7 Ace$ is one/
Resonate, and I betchu aint, cause you rest in peace on these songs/

Now rest in peace to my homie/
You must of felt so lonely/
But only God could know what traveled through his head before he/

------------ never mind $#&@ that, next subject/
Not tryna make my lyrics wobble my feelings like it's dubstep/
So what's next? I'm up next. I'm a nice guy, not a roughneck/

Not crazy, but I'm nuts yes/
Never bust techs, but I bust this - YUP/
Check it. Check it, check it. Hol' up/

Berwick, Maine, V-Beach V-A, it's crazy that I'm grown up/
But I'm only 17, working a job and I'm still poor yeup/
Support ya, I hope for ya, so we can leave and pour up/


(Chorus)
Cause I haven't seemed happy in a long time/

Look back into the past hoping to borrow time/
Full of sorrow cause we looking back through hard times/
It's safe to say we crazy kids all the time/

We crazy kids all the time/ (x2)

(Verse 2)

Yeah, cause life is crazy/
It may seem that it's easy/
But it mostly blows like AC/

Positivity flows outta me like radio does mainstream/
Wondering if I wrote this, can't help but notice that it's amazing/
Amazing? Does that make me @@#!y?/

I don't give a $#&@ cause I'm good enough to feature with rocky/
I'm slept on, stepped on, and I'm repped wrong/
I'm best, don't rest, and stressin', second guessing, the second I guess wrong/

S'all good though/
Asking me if I would smoke?/
Or if I've taken a good toke/

And I have but I don't see whats good though/
But that don't mean I'll judge you if you light up/
I'm judgmental free call me the PF of the writers/


(Chorus x2)


(Verse 3)
Alright, last verse... I'ma make it short/
Never give up the things you do and love to become a corpse/

Cause you really do only live once, and that one life feels short/
Make sure, that you're open to new things that seem different of course/
Do what the $#&@ makes you happy, actually as you form/

Cause then it follows function and something's bound to take course/
For me that's rapping, making it happen, til I'm hoarse/
Like I could get my horses up and I could drive a porsche/

But that's not the inspiration, wanna get off my porch/
So I'ma go out and do %#@!, proving it til I score - Yup/


(Chorus)