Parade

[hook]

Odd (i'm not yet a man)

Future (still not of a boy)

Wolf (this my only joy)

Gang (now let's parade in gold)

[verse 1]

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

Eighteen with the whole world in front of me

Odd future teenagers, nobody can fuck with we

[hook]

[verse 2]

I scream and jump around on couches while you sit and talk

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

My tv stays on cartoon network, fuck that twilight shit

You have highlights about your life, i have lights 'bout my high life bitch

Go to college, get a job, marry, have a kid

Watch them grow and then you die? no, nigga fuck the system

[hook]

[verse 3]

Good kids make bad grown ups, stay gold, stray old

Maturing means that your life sucks, in my wolf suit

I roam where the wild things at, still growing, still learning

Not knowing that i'm maxed, i don't want to grow up

I know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

[hook]

[verse 4]

They say i'm immature, i say that they depressed

I talk to unicorns, i'm wearing a uniform

Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine