Nothing in life seems true
Like everything is sticking like glue
Everyone's mind is becoming corrupted
Please, I don't like to e interrupted
So you just gotta let me bust a rhyme
Like its the end of time
Sometimes I feel like this is a crime
Everything is becoming chaotic
I feel like I'm going psychotic
So maybe one day
Some day
We can all pull out the chronic
Let us get high
Let us fly
So high
Up in the sky
Everyone should at least give it a try
I feel like a part of me
Is just breaking off of me
I just wanna be
What I wanna be
But we are all stuck in this box
When we sit around and watch them put on more locks
While we sit and wait and watch the clocks
Everyday I lay and wait
For that one chance
To break for the gate
I'm waiting for the final glance
For the chance
To be free once again
Hopefully everything will be true again
You have to stay tough
Get through all the rough
This should be enough.