We were crazy kids. We’re still crazy kids. Accepting our present as it comes. Believing that we are where we’re supposed to be. I keep trying to lose you, but I can’t stop finding you. In the places I've been, in the people I meet, in the dreams that I chase. I constantly tie things in the present to my past. That’s how we remember. There’s a flip side. I constantly tie things to my future. That’s how we imagine. We were crazy kids. We’re still crazy kids. Accepting our present as it comes. Believing that we are where we’re supposed to be.
I wake up in the morning, I’m fitted. My whole crew you know that they wid it. I pull up on ya bitch, then I hit it. She won’t be hearin from me in a minute.