Thoughts weighing me down, only make me stronger,
to think i used to say i won't take this much longer,
cause it's the bad that try to drown you,
putting your past translucent all around you,
back then was i thinking? i wasn't,
with her i was always buzzin,
turning boring into a something,
spending weekends with second cousins,
i used to be depressed about nothin,
now i'm happy about absolutely nothin,
but that nothin is surely somethin,
that always kept my chest speaker bumpin,
what is a happy day? sorry, if i could,
i'd bring Italy right up to her neighborhood,
if in the past you weren't bullshittin me,
i might have found the confidence to ask you to Little Italy.