I done seen friends turn to strangers So many times I can't count it on ten fingers I need my toes so I kick off my trainers I'm coppin trainers My homies copp'in legos and potty training But really I can't blame them Thats what everyone else doing our age and Trying to duck these real work expectations While drowning in a flood of gender reveal party invitations I feel so distant from yal I'm so busy barely text, barely call Truth is I aint sleeping at all I O.D. on caffeine and retinol I miss the reunion I miss that communion But I'm out chasing my dreams and if I'm gonna catch them then I gotta keep moving.