i just roll out of bed, killed the boy, now he's dead
and i feel, real, real comfortable x2

the lily pads reflect and spin in sun lit
creeks deep enough to play with the mud if
the turtles were faster, i wouldn't capture them
the reeds break, spiders leap, fish chase after them
the cats and dogs, rats and frogs, and the gnats and snakes
the visions i've had when swimming in the lake
and through the rivers we make it to the ocean
where waves crash, todays catch, sea shells glowin
where is my father n' where is my mother n'
there goes my sister, there goes my brother
i'm alright with this, a sun-kissed babe
i'm fresh as the sand castle, my friends i just made
the tides rolling in, the sun's losing rays
rematch tomorrow, against the foamy waves
i love the beach, i love the water, and i love the sand
i love the crabs the fruit drinks at the little stand
i love my family i love my home i love my holidays
i love everything about this age

i just roll out of bed, killed the boy, now he's dead
and i feel, real, real comfortable x2

my first rock song, my first rap song
my first french kiss, the first tit i grabbed on
the first hit burns, the first shot to my chest
she was my very first, although not my very best
from junior high drinking in the bathroom
to smoking weed every weekend during high school
i never cared for grades, though i did well on tests
still unsuccessful, maybe i'm overstressed
tryin to compare to my sister, a four point oh
i quit basketball, baseball, every sport i know
of course i know i'll change by when college starts
i tried college but i prefer the finer arts
i didn't pass, grabbed my bags, moved to the east coast
got into fashion, still love rap and the weed smoke
i break dance, break hearts, and break down grams
rap my ass off, work part time, have a lot of friends
i hate my family, hate my job, and i hate my home
some of the few truths that i know

i just roll out of bed, killed the boy, now he's dead
and i feel, real, real comfortable x2

another ticket and then another arrest
i'm too intoxicated vomit's all across chest
i promised i'd be famous by twenty
i'm still a no one but no one can tell me anything
i took school lightly, took drugs heavily
still get aroused by pills and the scent of weed
still love cocaine, strippers, and gambling
narcotics got me caught up in a fantasy
been clean since the night of september sixth
save a few missteps, how i love to reminisce
i didn't want to go jail, i'd rather go to war
so instead of a chain gang, i join the corps
helped me turn life around, i'm clear headed
probably the best decision i ever regretted
i gotta give 'em credit, i'm in shape and brave
i left a bad situation and i change my ways
least i promise to my mama, i'ma be my best
until i e-a-s

i just roll out of bed, killed the boy, now he's dead
and i feel, real, real comfortable x3
i just roll out of bed, killed the boy, now he's dead
and i feel, so, so comfortable