Текст песни Back When - Styles

Stop pretending I'm not just venting I'm ugh
Conversations of how I made it so far
Im just an animal laying out in the yard
Not a leash or a whistle got me involved
Competition better without me at all
Im from the 80's a baby land of the lost
Not the mamma but daddy got what he want
And this apartment just big enough to be small
I drank the fluid and tried eating the bottle
My new pursuance is smooth like a mavado
I get to swooning and ruin all my coward
Im heavy breathing and slurring all of my vowels
Like Kristen Bell with the that good place on my mouth
Ive seen a cell and the 4 walls of myself
I walk a line and I stumble over the rest
And all this time I was hating all that I am

Back when
I was just a young lad with a bag pack full-a-dreams
Back when
I was just a punk bitch with a knapsack full of beats
Back when
I was just a dumb kid with a grab bag full a cheese
Back then I wasn't ready for space
Warp speed Mr.Sulu and I'm sorry I'm late

Im condescending my contemplation and ugh
And the patience I found it wasn't enough
Im still ignited but never scared of the dark
That little boy was afraid of flies in a jar
I used to draw up my demons in charcoal
With an ominous kind of a confidence a dark horse
I knew the part of the being was art form
So I soft poured some of my conjurings on park-or

They all wiggle and wobble I'm in the indivisible column
An effervescent vessel with the kiss of a killer followed
By less of a mister but the prince of a different principle
given the written physical difference between us
And I'm hibbidy dibbity but the simple vicinity has a certain validity
And I'm coming for purity in an honest identity
And I'm never depending unto another for getting it

Back when
I was just a young lad with a bag pack full-a-dreams
Back when
I was just a punk bitch with a knapsack full of beats
Back when
I was just a dumb kid with a grab bag full a cheese
Back then I wasn't ready for space
Warp speed Mr.Sulu and I'm sorry I'm late