give it up like it were the last day of classes
give it up like you were born classless
give it up
sometimes i wonder if i weren't so modern
would i work so hard for the little that i earn?
if i were raised all alone by a single mother
would i still grow up to tell stories like my father?
could we please just take a good hard look at this?
you're looking for something more miscellaneous
but you're scared of the uncharted and mysterious
sometimes i think you just want to be a pessimist
i don't mean to be so egregious
but i'm in no position right now to pledge my allegiance
give it up like the digits on your credit card
give it up like an all-star point guard
give it up
i think i'm entitled to what i've paid for
what good are locks and keys if i don't have the door?
let's go back to the track where we were competitors
tell me how are you not getting high off this ladder?
if i could be anybody else but me
would i still want to live to a hundred and three?
are my troubles still internal and monetary?
maybe i should push myself onto the scenery
i don't mean to be so egregious
but i'm in no position right now to pledge my allegiance
give it up
give it up like they do on the television screen
give it up like the goal post junkies and the o.d. drama queens
give it up
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