One - Logic

When I was 21

It was a very good year

It was a very good year

For city girls

Who lived up the stairs

With all that perfumed hair

And it came undone

When I was 21

It was all a dream just a year ago

Bussin' tables and servin' food but ya'll don't hear it though

Now I'm on another level but ya'll aren't near it though

My soul bleedin' on the track so spiritual

It's a blessing cause now rappin' is my profession yo

Set to detonate I'm just waitin' for my time to blow

White boy at first glance but when I ryhme they know

Race don't mean a ******* thing the second that I flow

It's been a year and everything I said would happened has

While everybody that I know is out havin' a blast

I was right here in the studio bustin' my ***

It's been a year I'm 21 but I feel 35

And now I got this

I taste the blood no one can stop this

Second I drop this die hard fans is finna cop this

While the rest of the world follows through fiber optics

I took my time see I studied the game learned how to rhyme

I was around ***** and gats but never delved in crime

Had other things in mind so I began to grind

First tape was a success

Locally I got press

But I knew this one right here would run the world a mess

But I digress

A year ago I was a young'un in his room

Staring out the window looking at the moon knowing it's coming soon

But today I bought this rocket ship and sonic boom

Cause I am no longer a seed homie it's time to bloom