Letras
Shout out to my boy Cayden
He's like super skibidi (Yeah fuck that nigga)
He's like the ultimate
I gotta believe
You gotta believe
We gotta believe
I gotta believe (I GOTTA BELIEVE!)
Woke up with a forest state of mind
'Cause even when I'm down CN forever divine
You niggas don't even try giving up like it's the best you got
Fuck the cot—don't even rest until it's the best you've thought
I Cayden Null will be the best 15-year-old ever
4 P's: pain passion pleasure and pink
I'm feeling lesser than greater but it's whatever
I can't go extinct yet; I need to be better
Need to get the bag
Always strive and prosper
Fire coming out of this monkey's head—no Dennis Hopper
Great power and responsibility
Feel like Peter Parker 'cause I'm going through it
But I gotta put in the work and show what I have to offer
CayCay Nullian
Your popularity's exploding dawg
I think you could be the chosen man
Only time can tell If there's a will there's a way—
Just use your wishing well Pure justification
Keep it straight no adjacent
When she named me Cayden
I wonder if she underestimated my inspiration and dedication in the future
Or always knew he was gonna go super stupid
With his ideas of changing the world and making songs all the time like he's substance abusing
With a woman in his life that's probably gonna look like Anuket
Spitting that Hadouken
No period question mark
But truly he's our next Newton—
In the music and in general
The stories I have to tell
The people I have to meet
The game I have to beat
The treats I'm going to eat
Getting lost in the East
Exploring around the States and outside of this beach
Stop running in cleats—do it in sandals
You're overcomplicating
This isn't CayCay—just call me Cayden
As you can tell I finally improved my cadence