[Opening Skit]
HOST: Welcome back to another round of "Forget Ya Had It?" our next contestant, Brandon!
BRANDON:...Oh my god I forgot I had that!
HOST: See ya next time, folks.

[Pre-verse]
You are
I am
For sure
I'm not
Okay
Who is
Good shit
Stay mid
Let's just vibe.

For real tho

Thank you
My bad
So much
Again
That's all
I have
Who's next
To dip
It's just time.

Time and time again

I am I'm not who is for sure
So much I've got to give you are
Already faded.

Faded.
Wait wait look-

I've probably smoked in half the parking lots that good ol' Mukilteo had to offer
I was Seventeen cleansing my chakras
Whole life ahead of me
Threw more parties than books in lockers
I remember half of what I've forgotten

Aw fuck what happened?

We were taking our prom pics at gasworks
Didn't see your text about maybe meeting up after
Seven years later I casually hit you back like
I dont know if you heard, but I'm a rapper...
Now.
So...
We should catch up.


Normalize smoking out with your friends
Normalize making out with your friends

I don't know, like

I was cute but was scared back then
It's amazing what ypu start to forget

[Chorus]
I swear to God I probably wrote the best hook of all time then forgot that shit
I forgot that shit!
I,
Probably wrote the best hook of all time but I forgot that shit
I forgot that shit!
Like,
I was only sixteen in my jeep like
We were rolling six deep on a school night
When I wrote the best hook of all time but i forgot that shit
I forgot that shit
This is what y'all get

[Interlude]
This is what y'all get
I forgot that shit.
This is what y'all get

I am I'm not who is for sure
So much I've got to give you are
Already faded.

[Verse 2]
Young Slake wrote mouthfuls
It was no hook no b sides
Played my first sold out show I was so nervous couldn't breathe right
Some things can't screenshot
Some nights still sneak up
When we together we don't sleep much
What'd you picture it would be like

Pillow talk with a girl that I haven't seen in the better part of a decade
Drastically different headspace
Waking up back in LA
My sheets tucked
Your legs spread
And we dance my head
It's your world I spectate

Wife and I ain't met yet
I probably already like you
FaceTime on bedrest
I could bring you some hi-chews
Lifetime hella precious
Still too short like haikus
When my heart broke I was messed up
I just left it I don't like glue.
I'm becoming antithetical
It's very fluid.
Tidepool.
Very fluid
Tidepool.
Very fluid
Tidepool.
They don't even read the pocket signs
Picking thorns out the Bible
Haven't thought about kids yet
Hope they look just like you.