Young Nephews from FAM by Jacob Earl
We grew up and became what we loved and hated
Tracklist
| 4. | Young Nephews | 4:24 |
Lyrics
When we were kids in the 1980s
Traipsing through Cabbagetown
Wandering streets unadulterated
There were no rules
We were young nephews and nieces alike
Discovering a world wild and precious
We did what we liked
It never got the best of us
Just a sandbox
Practice makes perfect
Just a hand-off
Just work it
Just work it
We were young nephews on the streets
Santa Cruz stickers and trucks
Rap beats and banana seats
Giving no fucks
Now we're aunts and uncles ourself
Turned out we turned more cautious
The world is a little more hellish now
Or maybe it did get the best of us
Just a sandbox
Practice makes perfect
Just a hand-off
Just work it
Just work it
The 90s all hit like a dream
Cousins in high school playing D&D
Nephews a bit older and obscene
We escaped the hell a bit maybe ADHD
I'm not salty that we're no longer young
We drifted apart like fam sometimes do
I fucked around and had my fun
Anyway only some of this is true
Just a sandbox
Practice makes perfect
Just a hand-off
Just work it
Just work it
