Now as my mind races through mazes, for the amazement. I find myself trapped in this place, feeling complacent. I’m anxious, living in space. But is it spacious, enough to house what I am faced with on the daily. Well maybe, Maybe it’s not, maybe I’m crazy. Maybe I just need like one or two, vacations. Cause lately, life is just way too complicated. I can’t figure it out, and neither can my baby. It’s shady, under the tree, where I am laying. Lazy, some of you be, when life gets shaky. Padlock on the door, no keys, so imma break it. Still above water, it’s a chance that I can make it. (Yeah) It’s a chance that I could. (Uh) It’s a chance that I could. (Yeah) It’s a chance that I could. (Uh) It’s a chance that I could. It’s shady, under the tree, where I am laying. Lazy, some of you be, when life gets shaky. Padlock on the door, no keys, so imma break it. Still above water, it’s a chance that I can make it.