how will i remain entertained as my years go by
for my brain to be sane or i'll tear in both eyes
cuz everyday is A strain, so where's my cure 'fore i die
may i gain any strength or disappear, well i'll try
to maintain in my lane while i steer and apply
my main frame and explain why i'm here, i reply
i have came to obtain a career til denied
and my aim's still the same, my arrow's the sky
now clear the fairway cuz today it's farewell, goodbye
cuz i pray not to stay but let my chariot fly
no i aint what they paint of my spirit, i'm I
so i'm takin my fate away from the terrible lies...