Which walkway should we all try
Either way we are all gonna die
Well Easy is faster and Harder is slower
We all recommend easy, because it aint hard as a boulder
Do what your mama say, or suffer the hard way
Because when the man of the house aint there life aint sweet as a parfeé
Well all build bridges too keep eachother under
Instead of help and Greet eachother
Brother I want you back like the sandbox
But we let Outsiders take our lox
Well all comfort in the same mind
Living with a realm of selfish crime
We all suffocate what we need
But give air to selfishness and Greed
Bow Down and get on your knees
For we all have sins to slay
Fishing For new Ideas how We birth them
Well we all have those who hurt them
We all are products of our own poverty
Heck We all yet, No matter what, possess our own properties
No option, rain is made take us back
But if we all use our umbrellas, we all will our storm's hacks.