Reminisce

A dearly beloved? Nah, never really had one
Unless you're including family, Then I guess that I had some
Then again, we had so many problems in between on a daily basis
But at least I tried to solve 'em or stop 'em
Temporarily, But there was no solution
This is so stupid, My mind's filled with so much pollution
You hear that fucking bass? You hear that fucking snare?
You hear that hi-hat? Well you're hearing my past

Used to be a drummer
Used to play guitar
Found nothing to be funner
But that didn't take me far
Used to write books, But I gave that shit up
Computer got wiped, I lost all my data
Used to be a hacker, A little black hatter
So never really thought that I'd get so much blacker
Never was a rapper until middle school
And never took it serious 'til Two-Oh-One-Two
So compare me to last year and see how much I improved
Switched up my style, Something that you should do too
So stop being followers and be your fucking selves
Stop tryna live your friends lives and ending up in cells

I don't have punchlines
I just make you realize
That these words that I spit
Are ways you can be defined
My life went downhill ever since I left the Fifield
My train of thought is missing, so back to reminiscing

Used to be a troll
A straight up asshole
Used to find death funny
'Til I started to grow
Now I analyze everything and over-think
That must be why I'm in such a fucked up state
Wanted to be an actor, comedian, or rapper
Found the third option easier to practice
Now I guess I rap about the realest things
Compared to these jackasses in the rapping game

Haven't had a girl since the seventh grade
Partially intentional, and partially just a damn shame
I didn't feel like dealing with the stress
Of a bitch tryna get their feelings off their chest
I have problems of my own and really don't give a fuck
You need something off your chest? Then why not just undress?
I don't want relations, just some fornication
Then get out after that, you're fucking up my concentration
My train of thought is missing, so back to reminiscing

Used to be a follower until I got my followers up
Used to be an artist until I left the canvas
And picked up Photoshop and started photo-shopping
Making such edits that leave people's jaws dropping
Used to be a vocalist, metalhead and rocker
The list is endless, can go on for so much longer....
But guess what?
My train of thought is missing, so no more reminiscing

(Used to be a drummer) But that didn't take me far
(Used to play guitar) But that didn't take me far
(Used to write books) Ripped that shit up
('Cus it didn't take me far) Never took me far
(Used to be a hacker) A little black-hatter
(Never was a rapper) 'Cus I'd rather play guitar
Then I started rapping... I think it might take me far

Used to be a follower, and.. Used to be a troll
Then I got my followers up and started to grow
Used to photoshop, Making such edits that leave people's jaws dropping
And I already said it, but I just said it again
'Cus this song's about to end
And I'm not really sure if I'm finished reminiscing
But anyway, there's not much more that I could say
'Cus my train of thought is missing