I know you're scared, leavin' this home
You're not that used to livin' alone
You're not that used to speakin' your mind
You're too used to waitin' in line
For others that's okay, don't think about it
Every second that you do, you do, you don't doubt it
Every minute that you let them win is time wasted
Every hour you're not present, I'm sayin', I'm sayin' now

Don't get too far in your own head when you shout
We'll smile in front of all the things we used to worry about
And I know it may not seem like it, but we figured out
How to live on the run when your heart weighs a ton, yeah, yeah

I wrote a letter to my younger self
I hope you read it when you don't feel well
I hope this helps
I hope this helps
When things around you feel they can't get worse
If you won't describe the pain and how it hurts
I hope this helps
I hope this helps (yeah)

Feelin' down, keep your head up
The pressure got a hold of me, and I don't wanna get up
Got a hunger deep inside of me, and now I'm gettin' fed up
I ain't talkin' 'bout the money, I don't need to get the bread up
Talk about your pen game, talk about your passion
Fuck all the pop shit, get back to rappin'
Unplug from the internet, no, you don't need to tap in
Don't post every time somethin' in your life happen
Save up for the album, way better outcome
Take all the time in the world and then some
Focus on the writing and the bars, fuck the income
Fuck the filler lines, shit been done (Sinatra)
Now my mind state feelin' more 2014
But I'm way more polished, 2020 too clean
Tracklist done, yeah, the tracklist done
But I just might wait 'til 2021
'Cause I wanna love every single day with my son
So the fans can wait if they know that it's great
If I takin' my time and perfectin' the rhyme
'Cause this ain't who can relate, it's a movement, it's fate
Now my mind in this state, in a place, it ain't gettin' in
The minute I saw that DeLorean, and I hop in it
Boy, this is a passion I haven't felt in life forever
Man, fuck it whatever I know I feel better
I know that the music is better 'cause I'm finally under no pressure

I wrote a letter to my younger self
I hope you read it when you don't feel well
I hope this helps
I hope this helps
When things around you feel they can't get worse
If you won't describe the pain and how it hurts
I hope this helps
I hope this helps

Don't get too far in your own head when you shout
We'll smile in front of all the things we used to worry about
And I know it may not seem like it, but we figured out
How to live on the run when your heart weighs a ton, yeah, yeah

I wrote a letter to my younger self
I hope you read it when you don't feel well
I hope this helps
I hope this helps
When things around you feel they can't get worse
If you won't describe the pain and how it hurts
I hope this helps
I hope this helps

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Imad Roy El-Amine, Mikael Marvin Temrowski, Robert Bryson II Hall, Roget Chahayed, William Ernest Lobban Bean