Yeah, sometimes I wanna disappear like I just don't exist Or find a time machine and take me back when I was six awe Maybe younger, either way, I guess the point of it Would be to tell that little kid that he's gon' take a lotta hits Yeah, I'd probably grab your hand and tell you life is hard If you got questions or you need advice, then talk to God 'Cause He's the only one that listens even when you think He isn't Even good people are great at makin' bad decisions, yeah (Oh) They ain't gon' take it serious You find out pretty quick that life is more than just appearances I know some things we could avoid to save embarrassment But everything that breaks you down can also build your character 'Cause people love to see you fail, just be aware of it Don't let nobody tell you who to be or write your narrative Look, we're all products of the things that we experience But there's a big difference between confidence and arrogance You hearin' this? I know that you don't get it now, but you gon' get it later I know you feel like you're alone and no one loves you maybe And you gon' cover insecurities with lotsa anger The weird thing is someday all of this will make you famous (Oh) You start to write about your life and while they're all relatin' You'll make up a slogan, call it "Real," but feel like you're the fakest Wish I could tell you that your future's nothin' but amazin' That's just not the case, and I guess I just don't know how to say this I don't know if you can hear me or not But if you can, I just want you to know You gon' make a lotta mistakes And they gon' laugh in our face That's part of life, that's just the way that it goes (That's just the way that it goes) And I don't know if you can hear me or not But if you can, I just need you to get it I know you been questionin' life Trust me, I know what it's like I'm here for you if you need someone to listen Do you need someone to listen? See, Mom and Dad are not together, they took different routes But you do,..probably already knew, you gettin' older now Remember back when Mom picked us up from Grandma's house? And she hid her boyfriend in the trunk and drove a couple miles? Down the street, and then she pulled over to let him out