Life,
I bump music way too loud,
and way too proud.
Mom is screamin' and yellin'
trying to get through to a kid,
lost in his own world
On an adventure in his own mind,
wiser than his time,
lookin' for a little place to shine.
Just like Jesus did,
way back in the day.
Helping others around him,
and never tryin' to get pay.
You ask why I may do this,
rhyme, like all the time.
I'm not doin' it, to get a dime.
I'm using it, to ease my mind.
Now, this is life.
I bump music way too loud,
and way too proud.
Mom is screamin' and yellin'
trying to get through to a kid,
lost in his own world
On an adventure in his own mind,
wiser than his time,
lookin' for a little place to shine.
Just like Jesus did,
way back in the day.
Helping others around him,
and never tryin' to get pay.
You ask why I may do this,
rhyme, like all the time.
I'm not doin' it, to get a dime.
I'm using it, to ease my mind.
Now, this is life.

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nice!
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