Yesterday's Me

Sometimes the results is the process

Sometimes wins don’t take much

Sometimes adults are just nonsense and kids gon say much of the truth

Sometimes the stubborn of youth is what’s called for to combat the moment we in of struggle and peril

We wear our fear as anger, a more rugged apparel

We leave that foolish belief we need behind

That we could change the world we find

We keep the rhyme and reason lines

We use to excuse our selfishness

Sleep in the corner of the room far from the elephant

You could taste in the air the growin bitterness of our rhetoric

Don’t want be out of ours so we create a new element

From hatred and prejudice or rakin the benefits

But I say all this to say I woke up feelin good this mornin

Feel like we could this mornin

And for that, yesterday’s me is on some jealous shit