High School (feat. Tyler Carter)

When I held your hand in theatre 10
I found a terrible truth
And I left that night, I told Stevie
I wanna end up with you
I love the way you find your worth in who you are
And you don't give a fuck about the internet
So roll the dice and throw the rice and
If I'm really wanting something nice like you, I really gotta try
But I'm 25 just give me time to make this money someday
You 'gon spend it like it wasn't mine

The jazz-rock superstar takes the pretty little Christian girl to bars
Where they share an IPA on the dance floor
And it's funny how they misbehave with so much virtue

I'm glad we didn't meet back in high school
No way of knowing a good thing
I want your rock n roll
You want my soul to soul

My homie swear that he done fell
And caught some feelings for you
And now he can't get off this trippin' making feelings for two
Talking 'bout how confident you are in who you are
And you don't give a fuck about them other girls
Sign the line and say you're mine
I know that I said that I don't mind but girl I mind
You've been out with other guys and boo, that's fine
Just leave all this jealous bullshit in the past

The jazz-rock superstar meets the parents of the pretty Christian girl
Right before he takes her out for IPAs
How they have so much to say before they misbehave

How long till our lunch breaks coincide
We'll wreck this rec room one more time
Maybe we dance
Maybe we die
Either we, we have our own lives
Pardon me, that's not romantic
Too old to not be realistic

Maybe your friend doesn't like me
It's not like I'll be losing sleep
I don't need that bitches co-sign
Even if I'm out of line