Lyrics: Craig Corea/Una Mey
Music: Craig Corea/Una Mey
Let me tell you ‘bout a kid from Kam city
I grew up on the south side, they said it was so pretty
My mom would tell me "stay here ‘til your twenty"
But I left at nineteen
‘Cause I really thought I was ready to go and follow my dreams
I had a rough start, tried to outrun all these entities
Quickly turned to enemies, now listen what they're telling me
Detrimental mental states penetrating my mind
They thought I was delicate, I get stronger with time
But I got past that, I gotta be honest
I gotta be smooth and I gotta be flawless
And I promise to come visit you every couple of months
We can go and get some lunch and talk about how much I suck
Remember South Kam? Remember Aberdeen?
Remember falling in love, not knowing what that means
It was a travesty, I never had the cavalry
But now I’m older, probably do that shit sporadically
Every day and every night it was the same shit
Since forever, been a lame kid
Momma always told me I was different
I was special and I loved how that sounded
Passion is passion regardless of doubts
I follow my actions
Relaxing my habits
First time that I’m standing
I’ll shout "my mans is fantastic"
Let me tell you ‘bout a kid from Van City now
I used to wear the coloured jeans but now I toned it down
And with the pen and pad in hand, I paint a panoramic view
I never picked apart my problems, probably put them all on you
So, I’m sorry
I never played it like Atari
I’m evidently naughty, put the coal inside my stocking
Now I’m struggling to find some inspiration for the rhythm
I can tell you I’m depressed but that is clearly just a given
I’m living honourable, put me on the honour roll
I’m more on point than when Brady calls an audible
They see me releasing shit through Nyhla, that’s not possible
He was a quiet kid, how did he overcome these obstacles
He wasn’t the same since those dudes called him lame
Now compared to all of them I’m in a whole ‘nother lane (Skrrrrrrt)
Hating on Craig, better hit ‘em with the rain
Better saddle up to battle, since I left, I ain't the same
Every day and every night it was the same shit
Since forever, been a lame kid
Momma always told me I was different
I was special and I loved how that sounded
Passion is passion regardless of doubts
I follow my actions
Relaxing my habits
First time that I’m standing
I’ll shout "my mans is fantastic"