Zach's Ballad (Chopped & Screwed)

I dont really wanna talk about whats on my mind
Can you tell me all the little things I cant define?
Like where were you last summer? And all through December?
Cant I remember anything but the golden times?
Maybe Ill find some peace of mind
Maybe I wont, maybe I wont

Maybe I stop questioning the meaning
Youd ask me what is real and
Maybe where my heads been
But back in the day, I