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I used to really want to grow up so fast

Keep on think about mistakes from my past

All the opportunities that I passed

Really wish I didn't do things half-assed

In the mirror, a reflection,

Of a lost soul, trapped in deception

I question, how far he'll go into depression

Obsession, with pretty women n nice possessions

A lesson, best if when learned through self reflection

Cause that's the old me, promise you don't really know me

Said "we used to be homies", now I'm acting phony?