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Lyrics: I don’t mean to be so introspective with the pen But how can I be someone in my mom’s basement I haven’t done much, call it kind of innocent but when I think about my life I like to drink a little bit, but big pimpin’ got no fans Cause I stay thinking I can’t be a man When I live life and I got no plan But I’m ok with all of that cause I’m still talking to Jumpman Don’t know how to fold my clothes but its Gettin jealous at the shows but its Don’t really have composure but I’m slower than most, make excuses my forte Don’t keep my room clean but its Addicted to nicotine but its Still wishing I was a teen but I’m 22 years old and I’m still talking to Jumpman 22, and yeah I’m still a virgin can’t think too far ahead and all the jobs that I’ll be working Its cool, one things for certain The stud’, I’m steady searching Nuff school, can’t make me perfect Tight shoes, Xbox refurbished I never thought about when and how I’ll be happy No money, fame, just family. A little faith, and mainly I’ll just Sit
