Each One

The bell rings and I'm walking to my class Say what up to my boys real fast Put my ass in my desk teacher ask if I even got a pass cause I walked in last Umm, I'm sorry, then I took out my notes In the back I got a mass of lyrics that I've wrote Keep it hidden with right arm like I might strike harm if somebody peeping at me writing all this ice storm The class was chem, these are memories I cherish Penning down lyrics always looking up embarrassed Remember during REM I imagined World tours reaching all the way down to Paris I was writing Odd Future Golf Wang Kill Them All drawn in some bubble letters What an era I was just tryna be better Verses penned down like I'm tryna send a letter I write these lyrics and I Never stop following my Dreams, I think I might reach them I out my heart in each one I write these lyrics and I Never stop following my Dreams, I think I might reach them I out my heart in each one Knock them out the box Dash Knock them out Dash Knock them out the box Dash Knock them out Dash Knock them out the box Dash Knock them out Dash Knock them out the box Dash Knock them out Dash You ain't never heard if this Young rap journalist Popping like a kernel bitch Knew that I would murder it When I got the interview with Taylor Bennett Tunes still hidden in the vault, but I sent it Mom and dad still don't know that I rap Flow so whack, but I ain't know that Like the eagles, I needed a prozac Tried to open doors, but my ego closed that Took the trip to philly and I did it with my guy Printed out lyrics, every bar every rhyme Made in like Genius, annotations on the side Explaining every line, if he hates it then I die But I'm happy that I tried cause he fucked with it So it's fuck this shit No more hiding what I love from those that I hang with Now all I need it something I can sang with I write these lyrics and I Never stop following my Dreams, I think I might reach them I out my heart in each one I write these lyrics and I Never stop following my Dreams, I think I might reach them I out my heart in each one Knock them out the box Dash Knock them out Dash Knock them out the box Dash Knock them out Dash Knock them out the box Dash Knock them out Dash Knock them out the box Dash Knock them out Dash Sitting in my room, I'm rehearsing the speech to my parents real earnestly Told mom and dad what is best for me Ma stressed I go to university Duh mom, I just want some rhymes Reach hearts like the way that they reach mine Finally got a mic now it's my time Type lines when I'm writing all alone Spent time home always looking at rhyme schemes so I might rhyme mean Dreams so blinding Barely even see the heights I need to finally see the sights that I fight to be at Use these raps tryna make a clean path I refrain from a lane and I pave mine If I rap about chains I'll be slain by mine Cause who the fuck am I to be writing bout lies