Just think ya mind thru'
You don't where ya' goin' to
You just walk straight head
Doesn't feel like youre dead
Looking around, searching succes
Trying to catch a ridlle that u can guess
It makes no sense
Just like sex,
After the wedding
Just like da' million dollar bux that youre betting
But it doesn't matter,
Cause ya' not mister Mathers
And ya' still walking straight
And also u manage to wait
For better times
For better rimes
In ya' life
Get some money
A house
A wife
A kid
A problem
A pain
And again a problem....
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