I remember when getting high meant swinging on swings at the playgrounds.
The worst thing you could get from a guy was cooties.
Race issues were all about who could run the fastest.
The only thing you smoked were the tires on your bike.
Life was so simple and carefree,
But the thing I remember the most was wanting to grow up,
and now that im all grown up I try to remember why I wanted it so bad.
