1992 (feat. Loyle-Carner)

'92 dreams, '92 kids

'92 queens, '92 kings

'92 boys, '92 girls

'92 beats, a '92 world

Just a black nigg-ar

Smokin' my cigar

Puff, puff, that's that shit

Was born in '92

She was '86

I mean '93

She make a brother stiff

Dark blue eyes

Caramel lips

Mama was a preacher

Daddy kinda rich

The year of '92

I mean '93

This little boy Rejjie

The birds and the bees

Three was the age

Read it from the page

Confusion occured

And daddy got rage

Back in '92, Dr. Dre came

The Chronic in my room

Daddy would play

Started makin' raps

Around '98

When Big L died

The Lord give and takes away

The greatest of the greatest

The worst of the worst

Uh-uh, I-I fall in love way too easily

Used to treat 'em nice

And now I treat 'em like they treatin' me

But this isn't me eagerly

'Cause I'd rather retreat

Out where the sweeter be

But if it's unrequited

Then it's right for me to flee the scene

But '96, seems my daddy might have dipped

And that was it

Me I was two

So no, I couldn't give a shit

But better few

When the clever grew

Steppin' out askew

We was bruisin' to prove the news

Never show him up

If I did, I never wanted to

Tell the honest truth

When he would ask me

Silence, sittin' in car seats

While he's hittin' the palm trees

I'm with him

And he be steady grinnin'

The lights reflecting off his gold teeth

Were blurring my vision

But the wheels continue spinnin'

Playin' the victim

That was his position

Hear him speakin' some wisdom

To women without any vision

Mama wishin'

Start reminiscin'

She couldn't kiss him

The truth is

He was still useless

We wouldn't miss him

'92 dreams, '92 kids

'92 queens, '92 kings

'92 boys, '92 girls

'92 beats, a '92 world