[Prelude] Ayo, what up? I got a beat that's very funky, altogether rap this song, dee-dee, da-da, doodle dum, Ayo what up? I need you to get on up, altogether to the drop- in 4, 3, 2, and 1 [Chorus] Get up, up, up, gentlemen and ladies! It's the heyday of rap even though you ain't ready! Bringin' in the music that makes you go crazy! All through the night 'til you crash and say mayday! Don't lie to me please, I know you want more! If you ain't diggin' me, well, right there's the door! We ain't never gonna stop until our voice is hoarse, If this ain't why we livin', then I don't know what for! [Verse 1] I'm out of order, no boredom, all extraordinary, soon to hit a block and kill it like a coronary, (scratch FX) naw, man, it's purely disco, put that pencil away, no time for sluggish flows, dance, then prance like a tiger, this doesn't fit in any of my criteria- -of my psychological pinnacle, doin' 360s goin' round on my merry-go, just wave your hands like a sea anemone, let go of your worries 'cause they're only temporary, bury that thang like you tryin' to hide evidence, don't be soft like you dyin' of impotence, immature yet the epitome of innocent, my childhood days I'mma be reminiscin', too cool for elementary school, I'm just- -supercalifragilisticexpialodocious [Chorus] [Verse 2] This is a rap contemporary cantata, in the country of Canada where it's hakuna matata; rap and funk - there's like no other, it's like the brother of a brother from another mother, classic - I'll be the rappin' grand-daddy, no matter if I'm rich or make no money, whether it's an array of vocabulary, that razes terrains 'til it's a catastrophe, or it's me casually spittin' words so deep, yeah, King Arthur ain't got a thing on me, don't step to me, I'm made of Lego pieces, my words will pierce you right into your feet, 'cause they're seeds - exclusive limited edition, sprouting at the nastiest of conditions, growing bigger than college tuition, stop this now, it's time for an intermission [Chorus] [Alternate Chorus] Now get down, down, down - then spin around! Hey! get down, down, down - then spin around! Hey! get down, down, down - then spin around! Hey! Pound this down through surround sound! [Bridge] Yeaaaaaaaaah, I feel like an Orgasmosaurus Rex, hah, 'tween the chasm of this life and the next, I'm in heaven, Nirvana, I'm buried in a pyramid, hidden in the midst of a myriad of riches, I rise from the dead, climb the top of my tomb, I'm a gift comin' outta mother nature's womb, I unwrap my body, throw my clothes up and say, either you feelin' my vibe, or stay outta my way! [Alternate Chorus] x3

You're about to hear a painfully honest story of life [Chorus] I'm beautiful inside, not out like those videos on YouTube Everybody would be sad without (me) If you're not sad, then screw you I'm not normal, not an average kid, I'm a freak according to you Know that this song will never be a hit, today's top music makes me puke [Verse 1] I sat a table full of girls at prom, but I didn't know any well, that was the problem, and since I was shy I felt dumb in front of all of them, damn - what a waste of 85 dollars; and while everyone hung out and stuff in high school, I stayed home and played games - I thought that was cool, I had like 4 or 5 friends I actually chilled with, and even then, after high school, the friendship got killed; first time I got drunk was at age 17, no, it wasn't afterprom, it's called university, I was a good church boy, every week I prayed to God, but all the stuff in frosh blew my faith out of the water; you see, awkward would be an understatement, but despite all those stupid ass social stigmas, I will have no regrets from this part of my life, and I'll remember it until the day I shrivel up and die, AH [Chorus] [Verse 2] Now, if you paired up with me to beat a team in a drinking game, that would probably be the worst decision you've ever made, 'cause you'd carry the team and would have to carry me too, you call it embarrassing but I call it smooth; even my parents think I'm messed up in the head, and instead of seeking help, I brushed it off and said, "screw that, I'm a damn platypus with wings, keep blabberin', wussies, I'm the king of living things," in my world I'm the best, I'm the god-damned realest, think I'm overzealous? Y'all just peanut butter and jealous, I love me - if I was able to clone me, I'd touch me, tuck me in my bed, and when I say that I'm ugly, I'll say, "bruh, please - without me, I'm incomplete, so caress me, select me, never neglect me, protect me, let me live a life that's stress-free, alright?" I'll shut up now and bring back the beat [Chorus] Now, friends, this is called a lame bridge [Bridge] Put yo hands up if people call you weird but you really don't give a shit (but you don't give a shit) Put yo hands up if you're genetically unfit so if this was nature you'd be dead in a day Put yo hands up if you ever wondered how in the world you still exist (you still exist) Put yo hands up if you have like, zero friends, but you're happy anyway! [Chorus]

[Verse 1 - VER.TWO] 2015, yeah, suckas, here we are, to bring it back like rewindin' on that VCR, this boom-bappin' is the real true rappin', the one general to the hunned-thousand captains, a diamond in the dirt, the Excalibur, with the calibre to pull out a motherfuckin' caliper, and measure this epidemic, hip-hop diabetic, sugarcoated shit these candy rappers fed it, they burned it like Nero to get a taste of dinero, forgettin' the meaning of hot fire, habanero, hittin' 'em up two times with a loaded double barrel, my skill is on point like Legolas' arrow; I'm VER.TWO, hip-hop I ain't never gonna hurt you, the perks to old school, this sound I try to pursue, other fuckers maskin' their stench with some perfume, the golden age got forced to sleep early with a curfew [Chorus] [VER.TWO] So I sound a little different I don't pretend, bitch, I live for it, I'm up and comin', come up to you and hit 'em up with something from nothin' I call a sleeper hit, bitch [A.K] Hit, bitch, what I call a sleeper hit, bitch, shit, bitch, I'm on everybody's hit list, ayo, senorita, it's K and yo boy Peter, make some noise with your feet up, while I turn the fuckin' heat up, [Verse 2 - A.K] I'm a lion, I'm a cheetah, I am lyin', I'm a cheater, We chillin with our feet up while they trying to defeat us, that's all they really got, I'm all they really not, I'm the King on the rise, the fall they really got; I string up no lies, ball they really not, we drink up so high, she bring up her thighs, I sling up my eyes, Bazinga, surprise, I'm all ready to fuck, let's get back to the basics, since age 6, we all knew who Ace is, face it, in my face is- resemblance of a king, I'm the emblem of a king, most venomous of elements, I'm Eminem's kin, she tellin' 'em shit, he well enough and fell enough to sell enough spit, minds swellin' up, propellin' up and yellin' NexGen, from that 519 to the 416, we yellin' NexGen, we yellin' [Chorus] x2 [Verse 3] [VER.TWO] You snooze, you lose, confused? I presume, 'cause all you fools refused to bang yo head to my tunes, but you'll be losin' sleep to wait for my shit to drop in June, the Santa Claus of summer, watch me come through the roof, surprise, kamikaze, overthrow it like Benghazi, call it a ta-da coup d'etat, schemin' like Ponzi, I deposit your ears straight deep in my pockets, soundin' sweeter than lickin' Haagen-Dazs off o' broads [A.K] It's a little bit bitter, but if I nibble a little, let it trickle n prickle, 'til it triples in ripples, into exponential differentials, my art is not for the fickle , what I got is to flicker, not flick up, my flows gotta get sicker, not sick off, she knows hardly a giver, not give up, not just meeting expectations, I think I'm starting to live up, from the start I deliver, I'm smart and I'm quicker, this stardom just is an excuse, so please, just pardon the gibber, 'cause [VER.TWO] I'm a lyrical miracle, straight uncomparable, you're like balls in skinny jeans, just unbearable [A.K] Air-able like Jordan air, I'm more than fair, I'm absolutely honest when I say who's really important here [VER.TWO] Unorthodox fighting stance, it's southpaw, I'm the final boss, classic like South Park, I'm out, y'all [A.K] I'm in the history of rap, I'm a mystery of rap, If you think about it logistically, the gist of me is rap [Chorus] x2

[Verse 1] I told myself, uh, yeah, I got hope in this world, as long as I praise God and his name until my face turn purple, but I learned that bein' religious was just a burden, and right after that them Christians thought I became a murderer, huh, I know and you know, nobody likes change, that's why humans are lazy, shit always stayin' the same, by the time I start producin' my next shitty beat, I better put in some 808 claps to attract people; I knew this would happen, at the same time, I didn't, I'm a late bloomer at stuff, fuckin' good riddance, one upside is, I'll probably live a really long life, but that means I'll be a diabetic shit with no eyesight, I'm blind, man, I'm dyin', shit, these self-deprecating jokes is just so me, makin' fun o' myself is cocaine to me, hit me up with more o' pain for me, because, yeah [Chorus] What else you expect from me, I'm just another kid with a spoiled upbringing, (From the generation that tells you to kiss our asses, but we really the ones that be kissin' ass) You tellin' me I'm part of the problem, all the bad things in this world, we the ones who caused 'em (From the generation that tells you to kiss our asses, but we really the ones that be kissin' ass) [Verse 2] I don't feel shit 'cause people don't feel real shit, we don't deal with shit 'cause we like to throw fits, we like to put up pics of our hot grande lattes with our friend Chantay, hashtag thirstay; it's wasteful, people don't face books, they Facebook, happiness is a plateful for them, it's fuckin' shameful, why you pretendin' that yo life is perfect? I can see that shit so clearly, tear down yo fuckin' curtains; I wanted to hurt myself 'cause it hurts my soul every time I reach out my hand it gets chewed up to pulp, it's a hard pill to swallow but I'm startin' to gulp and engulf the mindset that bein' kind isn't the way to go, so I can't trust him, or her, or you, only me, everybody gotta pay, that's why shit ain't free, the older generation always talks shit about the next, but everyone dies one day so I got the right to be pissed [Dialogue - special candid thanks to Adam Totafurno & Kevin Barbosa] [Chorus] You know what they teach in schools nowadays? Oh, yeah, the teachers are like, "oh, uhh, uhh, each of you are special snowflakes" It gives kids a sense of entitlement, and thinks everyone is unique. There will always be a nerd, there will always be a loner, there will always be someone that is left out in all this shit that is going on. So fuck that shit. I'm out.

[Prelude] "Left, right, a little jab, and a swing, no time for blinkin', walk the plank, kid, that's it, 'cause they'll submerge you and drown you inside your own blood, but once they bathe their hands in it, it'll never wipe off, it'll never wipe off..." Schools and teachers, man, how can you be telling kids what's right and wrong, if you yourselves can't figure out what's different between the two? I want to ask you, [Verse 1] Can you picture yourself grown up as an adult, havin' a kid and investin' years for 'em, givin' your all, you're on the ball 'til he or she gets charged for assault, or there's a murder scene and you're beloved child's the culprit? (What?) Oh I'm sorry - was that completely uncalled for? So were the shovin' in lockers or get robbed countless dollars- by that straight-A student who's also captain of hockey, gets rocks thrown at ya, they roam with a big mean posse, the family's filthy rich, dad bribes the administration, this unjust environment needs a solid demonstration, the schools, they really don't care to do anything, just some slaps on the wrist and then they're back to business (pathetic), that's why school shootings happen and innocent kids die, but you know what's really the glamorous cherry on the pie? It's the fact that bullies never realize what they did, their impacts on other human beings, it makes me sick, 'cause, [Chorus] If you're fat, short, or have a funny last name, just kiss yourself goodbye to your self-esteem, mayne, if you're disabled or you puked in the cafeteria once, they've got another excuse to give you a big punch, why are we blaming the victim and never the root cause? Never the parents, never the system, it's never their fault, it's entertaining to hear about suicides and massacres, as if the life of a human being is of least concern, If you have glasses! (Adios, you're done) If you have freckles on your face! (You better learn to run) If you eat weird food! (Just like that, it's over) If you're half black and half Chinese (uh oh) Here comes a left, a right, a little jab and a swing, you be sinkin' to the floor, your motherfuckin' ears be ringin', it's not a high school diploma, it's a die school diploma, a happy graduation for that uncool loner Yo, true story [Verse 2] Back in middle school, I contemplated bringin' a weapon, like a box cutter knife or somethin', my temper be flarin'- up and just going nuts at this dude, God, help him, so that he can taste a fraction of the pain he dealt, I had that plan plastered on my mind, a mastermind plan, people screamin', it's obscene, imaginin' the scene, I can't, I'd be subdued on the ground, probably cryin' like a baby, police yellin' at me, parents probably unhappy, I'll be on the news tomorrow, "Child stabbed a poor victim," everyone will blame me and say, "Take him to prison!" Preteen receivin' preview of jail called juvi, while the media probably glorifyin' photos of me, "He's crazy, he has abusive parents, he's a goner, how can he hurt an angel?" Y'all smokin' marijuana? I'm intrigued by your romanticism of blood, if you've never felt the pain, I suggest you shut up, 'cause [Chorus] If you're fat, short, or have a funny last name, just kiss yourself goodbye to your self-esteem, mayne, if you're disabled or you puked in the cafeteria once, they've got another excuse to give you a big punch, why are we blaming the victim and never the root cause? Never the parents, never the system, it's never their fault, it's entertaining to hear about suicides and massacres, as if the life of a human being is of least concern, They comin' for ya, run man (die school diploma) x8 "What about me?" "What about you?"

[Prelude] Shall we take a look at some paradoxical architecture? [Chorus] Another one be climbin' up the penrose stairs, the paper, the dame, the fame, and over again, it appears you're goin' up but you're goin' nowhere, you're goin' in circles, that's the best you can fair; another one be flyin' too close to the Sun, but then again, that's the only way you learn, no? Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me, I got a lot to learn, so don't put the blame on me [Verse 1] Please, will you forgive me for my forgetful tendencies, making baby steps as I recover my memories, a pediatrician practicin' podiatrics, please, I've been on the podium but met harassment, jeeze, I'm a pedestrian, take a look at my pedometer, my past is predominantly opposite of positive, and now I'm just startin' to learn again how to walk, how to talk, how to do anything when I'm supposed to be taught this back when I said my very first word, I used to watch from a distance like a pervert, but now I wanna get into it, tell my story with fervor, immerse in happiness while puttin' effort in every verse, 'cause no matter how much money you shell out on shelves of self-help books that be helpin' you out, without a doubt, you gotta rebuild yourself from the ground- up, and find yourself things that you be proud of [Chorus] [Verse 2] I'm goin' down a flight of stairs, it's a downward spiral, it'd be easy to throw myself off the railing and let it go, but no - with this glimmer of hope, in this bottomless pit, I'll find an upward slope, this sound like the only thing going right for me, and rightfully so, for the life o' me, I've been frightfully fightin' for it, half the time I'm panicking, fanatically been at it, mechanically attackin' this labyrinth; I feel like the Titanic one minute, then I reach my limit and end up croakin' like ribbit, it's a never-ending battle to climb Jacob's ladder, it's easy to lavish like the world gettin' fatter, added with the fact that I forgot what mattered, my thoughts have scattered, my brain is a giant callus, it's hard to get by 'cause I'm too hard on myself, and I'll keep it to myself, won't open my mouth [Chorus] [Pre-Bridge] Yeah, yo, it's a paradox, yeah you're going up and up and up - but you're going nowhere, yeah; last words [Bridge] I gotta let go of the grudges that crush me, gotta let go of the perps that curse me, bein' a good person will lead to reimbursement, but put yourself first, this is your home turf; you ain't Jesus, you're never gonna be perfect, you can't please everyone, that's the truth and it hurts, I know - but you better realize it first before you get your hands deep, deep, deep in the dirt [Chorus] Penrose stairs, over again, goin' nowhere, best you can fair; too close to the sun...

[Prelude] It's already been a years, and I still couldn't let it go; I guess this serves as a memoir to take me back, back to the good ol' days, you know? VER.TWO [Verse 1] A normal life, pay rent, pay bills, sometimes I'll cross the road and I'd sit on the hill; sunrise, sunset, they remind me so much that I'm so- thankful everyday to be up; I do my work, get good grades 'cause I need it, take some time off to take a breather during the weekends, but I never thought despite the fact that I could handle a lack of companionship, you had such an impact on me when I subtracted you like that [Chorus] 'Cause every late night it comes to haunt me, every single muscle in my body becomes unresponsive, I feel like somebody, someone should be here, by my side, and then I think of you, yeah, I think of you; 'cause loneliness is pain, and pain is torture, I want to express myself without blowing it out of proportion, but look here, please, I want to be as honest as I can, 'cause I think of you, I think of you [Verse 2] A normal life, what else is there to choose? I wish I crossed that road onto that hill with you, I welcomed and cared about you, and you reciprocated, I felt at home until I saw you in a completely different way; why do you think I work hard? It all comes down to one person to share my entire weeks with, yeah, but I'm still searchin', but the only way for me to cope is to condone this loneliness and to hope to find the one to heal my woes 'cause on the inside I'm broke [Chorus] [Bridge] Maybe I had a glimpse of happiness before my ego put it to rest so I lay down with no moon gazing at me tonight as if this wasn't supposed to happen, like somebody tore out the chapter I see no colours in the sunset that went down I miss you. [Alternate Chorus] I know, I know after countless apologies, and negative self-fulfilling prophecies, I know damn well it'll never ever be the same, yet I'm holdin' onto this and never lettin' it go, no, I'm moving forward but I'm always lookin' back (back at you) as if everything can be changed about our past (if only it can) but it's only a matter of time before I crash (before I crash) and the breath that I take will be my last (will be my last) [Chorus]

[Prelude] People like me, we're often misunderstood, you know, they put us down because of how we're born and how we think, you know, because it's different from everybody else, and I feel like I'm alone in this fight, you know Quotes from: - TED Talk w/ Susan Cain, "The Power of Introverts" - TED Talk w/ John Cacioppo, "The Lethality of Loneliness" [Verse 1] I'm a jigsaw puzzle in a box of thousands, but I'm- one of the edge pieces, not one of the primes, I may not seem to be an important figure, but I still contribute to complete the grand picture, I feel like I'm always tryin' to long for places I don't belong, listenin' to dance songs while having pricey belongings, I want acceptance - but do I accept my desires? I have a change of heart in all of its entirety, but when it's time for me to tidy up my actions, I know inside that I've simply been attracted, yeah, pressured, pushed, convinced, persuaded, my decisions be a pendulum, it's constantly swayin'- side to side like the times I've had way too much to drink, to the point I get massive headaches and my cheeks pink, I've only been seeking other's opinions, and I bet my honest mind be tryin' to turn me around times a million [Chorus] Please take me away before I cave inside and give in, I'm suffocating, buried alive, but it's just only me inside [Verse 2] I feel like I'm trapped inside a twenty year-old body, the brain of a six year-old, 'cause everybody seems to be able to convince me so simply, it's like I have no backbone of my own, no template, I'm thinkin', how can I ever become that content, when this youth life has an archetype I can't fit in, I just don't get it - nobody seems to understand me, that's why I only keep one friend or two around me, 'cause if I surround me with a loud group for an entire day, or a really needy person always got somethin' to say, I stay quiet - please don't get mad or upset about it, that's just who I am, can I change? I highly doubt it, that's why I'm always alone but not lonesome; well, to be honest, I am truly constantly lonesome, 'cause nobody understands me, nobody I can relate, it's not the first time suicide came in mind to contemplate Nobody to relate... I learn things too late... So many things I really hate... My mind's not in a good state... I wanna find my home 'cause family don't know me, I wanna find the happiness you have that I can only ask you about; listen to you about, that happiness, is it even in this life? 'Cause this norm is crap [Chorus] x2

Man, I remember the first time I met ya, 50 and Em were blowin' up, had to switch schools often 'cause my fam was movin' up- North of Toronto - I was like fifteen, tryin' to make beats, shit, you heard my very first beat, you read my very first lyrics, I wrote the whackest shit ever, but you told me everybody starts somewhere, so whatever; you told me to write, write 'til the pen runs outta ink, until the brink of insanity, until you can't think of- another pair of words to rhyme with, the time is- not of the essence, your worst enemy is silence; Peter, I don't care if your mic's worth five bucks, and it sounds like shit with the treble too high up, or if you didn't grow up broke livin' in the streets, so you can't relate to what they spit out in the mainstream, you are you - nobody could change that, not even me, and you chose to rap and release your own music for free, not everyone can say that they made their own CD, and who cares if nobody listens to the songs you made? As long as you stay true to your own, that's all you need, I know it's therapeutic on you 'cause it makes you happy, and I want you to be happy, you've been through a lot of shit, don't ever let anyone tell you you never been through shit, everybody fights a battle, they just don't know the truth yet, tired of givin' second changes, stupid forgive and forget, but keep tellin' the world about the shit you been through, the shit you been doin', all the places you been to, at least you're lettin' it out and not resortin' to drugs, or gettin' a gun, and paintin' your room with blood, or think up shit that'll prolly get you arrested, acts of revenge from your grudges, makin' you get aggressive, I really don't wanna go back to last summer, smokin' cigarettes all day and drunk, it was rough; life couldn't get any tougher, every single day- I plotted another way to kill myself to get away, but I was too scared - I was very afraid of death, and I didn't tell anyone for the sake of savin' my breath, imagine takin' your own life at the age of 21, imagine life steppin' foot outside with no Sun, imagine havin' to fake your emotions since day one, somebody answer me please, please, anyone!! and since then I grew so much; I used to forget the feel of human touch, I realized the human touch was in me all along, this human touch made this music, this rap, this song; my dad said rap isn't music, it's not deep, told me instead to pursue soul music or R&B, I write rap music by pourin' all o' my soul in, so if you don't think that's artistic, I don't know what is, I write - because the world is my ink; I write, because the world is my paper, the things that I see often times makes me really think- that I should remember these and they're memories worth savin'; I write - because when I grow to be an old man, I want to reminisce times when I wasn't an old man, I'll pop my CDs in the car I be drivin' in, and- I'll be bumpin' to my songs and be like "hoooh, man," these were good times - these lyrics is my diary, my journal, my memoir, my photo album entirely, my dictionary, my cookbook, biography, bibliography, I'm still on page one but it'll fill up quickly, I've only just begun, and I'm still really young, there's so many things I've never yet have done, I'll prolly end up the same way that any man does: womanize, break hearts, search recklessly for answers- that don't exist and wished I never asked these questions; but I'm a human so I embark on unquenchable quests, I remember in the last song of my last mixtape, "the world won't do it for me, so I gotta change," and I'm glad I did that - 'cause if it was the same shit, I would've stayed being another average Asian kid, confused about his identity so he hates himself, thought he was a mistake and never forgave himself, I adopted hip hop, I mean, hip hop adopted me, it taught me things; hell, it fuckin' talked to me, I really don't care about the money or the fame, it's not for everyone, but for me, it's fuckin' medicine, it absolves sins, cultures it transcends, the most honest subjects and contents it addresses, let me tell you - if you don't think hip hop saves lives, play back this CD and listen again 'cause it saved mine The human touch

On wintry nights I get colder than the heart that I possess, no matter how affluent my dress is, more or less it's unprotected, against the influenza that inflicts so much influence on my feelings, I resort to kneeling and appeasing for that appearance that's so appealing, a down-to-earth guy, poetic stories and nouns and verbs to differentiate- me from the others who profess the same intimate enunciations, but it's cliche, the fact we say it's cliche to say stuff that's cliche, the annoying stuff about love that's irresistible to just push away, the real thing is, I can't even figure my own life out at the moment, I don't wanna jump into conclusions when everything is so damn confusing so please, let us take it easy and take it slow when we takin' it in, I know it sounds blatant, but really, there's no fakin' it, when I say I've had a lot of drunk nights drinkin' alone until I fell asleep, a lot of days I wished it was okay to cry because I'm knee deep- in that pain, let it incubate, let it sit, let it be, just wait- there's times when I bathe in it, I'm not crazy, i'm just puttin' my faith in it, but I can't be phased, keepin' my face up and I'm smilin' but it's hard when Facebook is a hall of fame to post only your highs people make it so easy like it's just a walk in the park... and here I'm locked inside of my body, left me hidin' inside the dark, who am I to blame, should I blame you, because you're the only one with me? The only one to put up with the daily beatdowns that I declare on me? Oh, I know it's unattractive... but I still gotta stand up for somethin, I'd rather stand for my insecurities than to be a spineless piece of nothin, 'cause it's what raises me, changes me, makes me snap out of my depressive phase, it sounds paradoxical, yeah, but damn, life never really goes how you plan it, mayne that's why I dip back down, have a little up back up, it's a little roller coaster ride, fightin' to decide between what I am and what I'm supposed to find- in life according to everyone but me, all the pressure that mounts, man, it's crazy, that's why I'm crazy, often comin' up with an imaginary friend for conversations, so to you, the one that I've yet to meet, the one who's got the answers, hopefully I'll stop thinkin' about the before and start thinkin' about the after I remember, how could I forget (how could I forget)? How you feel (how you feel)? You know you were my first time A new feel It won't ever get old, not in my soul, Not in my spirit, keep it alive We'll go down this road 'Til it turns from color to black and white Or do you not think so far ahead 'Cause I've been thinkin' 'bout forever Or do you not think so far ahead 'Cause I've been thinkin' 'bout forever