Amnesia ft. Ruthle$$

I remember, remember when I met my first friend

I remember, remember the feeling of my first

Kiss

I remember, dealing with issues I never had thinking bout embarrassment kept growing through the grass

My soul was target practice for them lil Uzi mags

All I had, pairs of drunk goggles taking me in all bad directions

Told me I was born big, mama ain't need C-sections

At 16 in my head, showed up all curious questions

Mornings turn to hell, all the nights turn to heaven

Seven months of spinning sights, anxiety fed it

Imagine how it felt, or how it all beheaded Imagine how I dealt when I did, I had dead it