93 To Infinity by TROY and Eli Lyrics
He was born in 93'
Wanted to make it last infinite
Echoin forever never limitin
He went through the rigner
Nothing really mattered he figured
But now he tries to never let it get to him
It’s a mystery how we got here
He was scared of it at first humbled he was god fearin
Stumbled round no direction Wonderin
What if it ain’t a blessin but he can’t question
He’s ingested too many Sunday lessons
Stressin guessin his best bet
Was protectin what he was thinkin from the next kid
Flippin through the holy book tryin’ to test it
Thinkin maybe people make religion cause they desperate
Damn, he was 12 scared shitless
Never told a damn soul. Thinkin they would get pissed
He was kickin pushin like lup then the switch flipped
This Kid tripped biffed a kick flip and bit shit first
Ate it later. Later he hated neighbors
Waiting for life to better waiting as a waiter
When he catered to feelin the dark side makin it Vader
Kick push on a loop makin him into a skater
It was pretty evident. Kid’s in a fiasco
Thinkin of makin a noose up out of a lasso
Never sharin that though. Till the back broke
That’s the last straw on the camel
Tried to get over the hump and get it handled
He went to counseling
It took up every ounce of him
Scared maybe the woman would be denouncing him to others
Sure enough she called his father and his mother
Had a talk broke down then they had another
First talk was the worst talk
Can’t emphasize that enough
Worst talk on earth cost
Weekends of sleepin
Mama got freakin out speakin out
Maybe we should take you the deacon’s house
Friends reachin out go to class prof teachin bout
Tryna work the demons out. Wasn’t like he was out
Just like that but he tried to fight back
Picked up the pen bled red inkpen seepin out
He found hope cut the rope down choked up
Wow. No ground is meant to be hoverin below you
With a shadow swingin that’s the old you
Now it’s up to you
Go Do
Wanted to make it last infinite
Echoin forever never limitin
He went through the rigner
Nothing really mattered he figured
But now he tries to never let it get to him
It’s a mystery how we got here
He was scared of it at first humbled he was god fearin
Stumbled round no direction Wonderin
What if it ain’t a blessin but he can’t question
He’s ingested too many Sunday lessons
Stressin guessin his best bet
Was protectin what he was thinkin from the next kid
Flippin through the holy book tryin’ to test it
Thinkin maybe people make religion cause they desperate
Damn, he was 12 scared shitless
Never told a damn soul. Thinkin they would get pissed
He was kickin pushin like lup then the switch flipped
This Kid tripped biffed a kick flip and bit shit first
Ate it later. Later he hated neighbors
Waiting for life to better waiting as a waiter
When he catered to feelin the dark side makin it Vader
Kick push on a loop makin him into a skater
It was pretty evident. Kid’s in a fiasco
Thinkin of makin a noose up out of a lasso
Never sharin that though. Till the back broke
That’s the last straw on the camel
Tried to get over the hump and get it handled
He went to counseling
It took up every ounce of him
Scared maybe the woman would be denouncing him to others
Sure enough she called his father and his mother
Had a talk broke down then they had another
First talk was the worst talk
Can’t emphasize that enough
Worst talk on earth cost
Weekends of sleepin
Mama got freakin out speakin out
Maybe we should take you the deacon’s house
Friends reachin out go to class prof teachin bout
Tryna work the demons out. Wasn’t like he was out
Just like that but he tried to fight back
Picked up the pen bled red inkpen seepin out
He found hope cut the rope down choked up
Wow. No ground is meant to be hoverin below you
With a shadow swingin that’s the old you
Now it’s up to you
Go Do