[Verse 1]
Up at 6 in the morning, trying to pull myself together
I ain't been doin homework, promise this year I'll do better
Tryna skate checkin out the weather, what to wear? I leave the house in sweaters
She live right down the street, so me and Hayli leave the house together
Im active, so my legs usually hurt, I skate, so they truly hurt
I'm almost out of clothes to wear, Ill just throw on the Stüssy shirt
Hope nobody notice this the same shit that I did last week
Check my phone this chipped ass screen, my girl texted so shit thats deep
Well its not really my girl, she broke it off a couple months ago
And I ain't gone lie I miss her, her moans stuck in my frontal lobe
Oh well, you know love, that shit come and goes
Tell my shawties just to wait 'til summer, book a flight and Im coming home
But now Im riding New Hampshire, dont talk to me I won't answer
My eyes closed headphones in, a convo? No chances
Pull up in the parking lot, Angel askin my whereabouts
Im outside dreading class, and greetin' n***as I don't care about

[Verse 2]
Tryna make a rendezvous, coolin by the café
Foggin up my glasses cause Im booty scoping classmates
Tryna reach my life goals, they better meet me half way
Junior year was too long, I hope this year is fast paced
Uh, 7:25 , gota go to class, thats the bell
When I Passed by my ex, greet her with a exhale
Let it all out, but hold it all back
She asked me for advice, shit I told her fall back
Greetin all my teachers with the third finger
And Im finna wear my hat fuck Mr. Garcia
But Imma get big this ain't finna be my worst year
Imma be the one to make sure everybody heard this senior
My attention slips quick it never stays long
Rest of the day goes by, still wishin I stayed home
Flippin through my memory, I almost got arrested here
Get home and lay down, flashin back to my freshman year