what do i do where do i go how am i supposed to know the world aint gonna show my stress has blown i reap what i sow going with the flow got storyies to show always on the move playing it smooh going withe the groove ive been misused im blowing the fuse they looking confused im taking the title with or withput a fight gotta do whats right dont have the time struggling to rhyme acting like a mime barely got a dime got used to it overtime i found my place found my face i beat the race got an ace and leave no trace of these lies hidden by pies i am despised im not prized and id rather be oxidized than analysed and heorised being disguised and crying from the inside