OLDER

Zero four, zero nine, zero four
Eighteen

Not a penny to your name
You bring shame to your family name
But you're alive

Opportunities passed you by
Cause you were chasing the high
But you're alive
Your girl left ya
For your baby cousin
But you're alive

Nine to five's got you stressed
The government isn't paying that monthly
But you're alive
That's a glimpse of my worst fears
Maybe I'm scared of the future cause it's unclear
I had a Sunday school teacher, he was healthy one minute
And then the next, we were dropping tears
His family scheduling a date to lay him to rest

I kept thinking about it
I had a lot to say but I wrote a song about it
And to this very day it stuck with me in a negative way
Like what's the point in anything if someday everything is going to end
I remember in high school I had a physics test
Usually I'm lazy but I gave this a hundred percent
The teacher gave me E for effort

Like what the fuck teacher?
He hated on me cause I reminded him of when he was younger
Childhood trauma
I remember thinking about it
Like is this how it is when you get older?

You get colder?
You get cranky?
You get bitter?
Like my physics teacher?
That was me at fourteen
I told my mom she said you're too young to judge
And maybe I was

Too young to love
Too young to trust
Too young for truth
Too young for tragedy on news
Too young to lose
Too young to face my truth
Too young for blues
Too young to choose
Too young to be confused

Too young to watch my parents bury their son
Blame myself for not being stronger Bubba what have you done
Tragedy in families hurts more when it's nuclear
Keep that pain inside and blow up like it's nuclear

I used mine like a gun and I aimed it at my fears
Dealing with the struggle of balancing school and a potential career
That boy was too young but now he's eighteen years old
He's old enough to drink, old enough to vote

Old enough to club, old enough to smoke
Old enough to choose, and I chose
And I choose it everyday the nigga way too deep in rhythm and blues
Lunar on the way

I came with the pack so we'll be okay
But now I got a story to tell
So let me tell you 'bout it
Hey, let me tell you 'bout it



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Ogbe
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