sometimes i feel like im droppin the ball
Cant hold on like the last leaf hangin in late Fall
to know where im goin id need more patience and strife
Its like im a the fork in the road when i want it to be a knife
but thats life, the futility of it all seems to swallow me
Im a peon who follows, instead of a King with yall followin me
In ten years i still wont know where im going i bet
life seems like a calculus problem that i just dont get
my destination seems like its 23 marathons away
even with michael johnsons gold shoes i wont get there quicker
but i just gotta knuckle up and bear down, keep the pain at bay
my mind is gettin weighed down,but i lighten it up with liquor
maybe one day ill take off to another planet with a rocket
the winds of change aint hit me yet, i got pennies in my pocket

Just summin i drew up real quick....