Nothing can bring me further back
Than the smell of modeling clay
Mom teaches kindergarten
She's even the teacher next door
I'm five and I climb through the window
To go hide in her classroom
She tells me, You're not supposed to be here
I said, Next to you's where I belong
I only like books, I'd rather be alone
So I'm happier when it rains
I take a few catechism classes
But I'm not sure I believe in God
I'm seven, life is easy
When I don't know, I ask my mom
One day she told me, I don't know everything
I lost faith in the universe
At five I just wanted to be seven
At seven I couldn't wait to see the rest
Today I'd rather
What matters isn't the arrival
I sweep dead leaves off the court
The cold gives me blisters on my hands
I'm ten, I'm a basketball fan
I dress like a little American
My dad, my hero, gave me
Jordan 8s with the velcro straps
So I do everything to make him proud
When he comes to see me at every game
I get to middle school, they call me rich kid
Makes sense, my shoes cost a fortune
I don't want to wear them anymore, my dad gets mad
You have everything, we had nothing
I'm twelve, I raise hell in class
To try to make some buddies
The music teacher kills himself
He's in teacher heaven
At eleven I just wanted to be thirteen
At thirteen I couldn't wait to see the rest
Today I'd rather
What matters isn't the arrival
I often fell in love
But for once, it was mutual
I cowardly drop all my buddies
I only see my girl, we smoke cigs
Fourteen, I'm just a ghost
At least that's what my parents say
Honey wants me to hang out only with her
Yet she gives me the silent treatment all the time
Since I'm moving, it splits us up
I tell myself love's overrated
My bro destroys me at basketball
So I'd rather quit
I'm fifteen, I watch Kids on repeat
I hang out with dudes like Casper
My dad is hard on me
So I take it out on my brother
At fifteen I just wanted to be sixteen
At sixteen I couldn't wait to see the rest
Today I'd rather time stopped
What matters isn't the arrival, it's the quest
I walk down the stairs with a knot in my stomach
To intercept my report card
At home it's the Cold War
We don't understand each other anymore so I stop talking
I'm sixteen and I climb out the window
To meet the others at the skatepark
We drink beers, we smoke joints
And I tell all that in my raps
The years go by, even a bit too fast
To the point I don't dare sing my age anymore
My brother films when I put on the ring
My sis hosts the wedding
The things I don't dare tell anybody
Are the same ones that fill up venues
Mom's here, my dad's proud
And the universe isn't so bad
The universe isn't so bad
At sixteen I just wanted to be seventeen
Seventeen, I couldn't wait to see the rest
Today I'd rather
What matters isn't the arrival
At five I just wanted to be seven
At seven I couldn't wait to see the rest
Today I'd rather
What matters isn't the arrival