They act like children? That's it, He was a young man in years, but the way he behaved was more in keeping with a five-year-old My souls gettin thinner And my strides gettin longer, longer My breaths gettin deeper, deeper And the climb gettin harder Well I, Got too much on my growth plates Axes to the knees No rotate All these white lies make me opaque It's rude how these Lucha-doors close when you show face So I chase trouble And catch it Red handed like Cassius Alienated like actions Speak louder than adjectives Animals in my attic And skeletons in my closet Make cemeteries look average I'm running faster than faucets I'm miles away from my losses I burn passion like cash til I sleep good like a casket I bring flame to the matches Rolling Stones to the mosses Fame to the masses And a tape to the cautious Growth is upon us Growth is a promise, promise So go and find purpose Go and find honest, honest Go and find honest So go and find honest