To live is to suffer, and I’m livin’ it up
Face everyday chin up, I ain’t givin’ it up
If I ain’t givin’ a fuck, then who will?
And so I hope for the best, knowin’ that it’s all uphill
Sometimes I wonder what life’s about
Sometimes I wonder why I take the wrong route
Then turn around and go out and no doubt
That faith is mine, it’s blind
So whatever, fuck it, I’mma roll out
We all go through the motions
We give different notions
We each have our own ocean, that we can either drown in or float, like the vessels that we are
Vessels that will carry many far
You don’t know what to say when you talkin’
You don’t know who you gon’ see when you walkin’
If you don’t know how much of what you do is dirt
3 things you don’t know, could it get you hurt, nigga!?

I admit I get a lot of love from women
It's only cause if i put that thug lovin in them
It's hard as a mitten
Gotta hit the club and bang out
Song after song till I end up in the wrong route
Tank top, sweat it out
Where she's shakin that ass shakin that ass
And got her breast pressed to the glass
Strobe lights flashin
That X is kickin in
And I'm orderin the chrissy open bottles of tin
On our stairway to heaven baby bring a friend
putaya sayin, fuck in a stretch benz
You know me I like it wet, rode slowly
By the way baby, how old is you codie
You lookin a little young to me
And how many you had that girl on, two or three
It's a damn shame
But she coulda had the world
And now she's nothing more than a
Lost little girl