All Things Aside

Everything comes full circle

Yeah, I'm right back in this room alone

With those goosebumps and my pen working

But it's all worth it

Yeah, it's full oval

I shouldn't say circle, nothing's perfect

But I'm getting closer to the summit of it

So i stay hopeful

Ayy, keep it soulful

Having visions of my father strumming folk shit

I was memorized by the way the notes went

The country in him always sound the coldest

39th Ave, I wrote my first song

My childhood never let me slow down

'Cause in a home where shit hits the fan

Music was my safe place when shit would go down

Basketball hoop without a net

Still feel thе swish when it leave my wrist

Imagination madе me into this

I coulda been a carpenter banging sticks

I thought it had it all when I made a grip

I never had money, so that shit was lit

And this music stuff was everything I had

I never had a lot until I had my kids

Millie, Maeve, Gus, two girls and a boy, that's twins plus one

If this shit straight flop and nobody give fuck

And I got them with me, then I already won

We can't change what's already done

I complain about low sleep

But the same guy I looked up to

Back in high school just OD'd

So God willing, I'ma live fast

'Cause I'm too vein to get cold feet

I can't lie about things I write in songs

So by default, you get to know me

Falling deeper into something bigger

I guess I discovered a new sea

All things aside, I know my time's coming

I guess we'll see