Twisted times, messed up addictions,
Thinking it’s up to your little frictions,
Of a little tale of joy,
Thinking about your time as a boy,
Up in the streets, down in the blocks,
Wondering how you got into these hard knocks,
Blinking away, watching time go,
End up grey, battered and with a wife you call a hoe.
That’s life, no music in my head,
Life baby, it ain’t like the stories said.
Snow white, princes, happy endings with a flower,
Fuck that shit, this life is sour.
It eats you from inside,
It fucks your mind,
You sell you soul from the day your born,
You end up learning that your youth is torn,
Into little pieces of things you could,
Should,
Would have done,
If you were the dad of this little son,
That looked down to him only to see,
A young man, someone who might be,
More than just a life living in content,
More than a life who thinks his time is spent.
You open your eyes, but still all is black,
You try to move forward, but somethings pulling you back,
Turn around, there nothing to see,
You try another step, but it just won’t let you be,
Cause that’s life, it fucks you up,
But man was never made to give up,
It’s in our nature to take this shit,
That shit,
Their shit,
You hate it!
Time is up, just think about it,
Live life, love, dream, don’t just sit,
Cry, complain and reminisce
Think of all the things you’ve missed.
Time, that’s all you need to know,
Today, tomorrow, shine! Its your show,
Cause life is your stage, your playin’ first fiddle,
It’s easy, there is no riddle,
Do what you love, live for a reason,
Do it your whole life, not just for a season.