Remember the days:
When we went fishing,
Eating fish in Grandma’s kitchen,
That we caught from boats so fast.
Remember the days we thought would last?

Another jump, hop, and a skip,
Trying to show my double backflip.
Doing wheelies since my first bike,
Just talking about the things I like.
Love you still, I think i might.

Under your spell like kryptonite,
Smoking on green that’s out of sight.
Taking my time at all red lights,
Trying to roll one up that’s tight.
Smoking again I feel alright.