Lyrics
Yo
Summer of the Homeschooled child
No one left behind
Man it's been a while
Not one to complain
Really not my style
They'll say, "Oof our friend?
Yo, that man is vile
Why did he make us think he couldn't speak over a beat?"
Teacher's student
Proud to be taught but taught to teach
Man over slept
Last night he couldn't sleep
Protector of his family's peace
I am legend
Just a myth
A thought expended
Hopeful dream
Recurring theme
Beginning, ending
Yeah
Real ends up being what you can't see
And everything that's visual's moving past me
Severe days got me acting in severe ways
These levels reached with severe pain
Training in a Hyperbolic Room
Equipped with a man made hyper-gravitational pull
Oof Our Friend
Julio Flores
O/B/O DistroKid