ItLike right now and here lately nothing comes to mind
It's quite frustrating and I hope it goes away in time
What is it? the "it" that stands in my way
Go to call a friend, but I say **** it
I don't wanna pretend that I'm havin a good day
Damn it, I don't feel like dealing with it
My days not bad nor good anyways
This it, this it.. I just wanna know what it is?
Yet I don't care enuf to pitch a fit..
It's holding me down back and up
It's a thief I know that much
It has stolen my words
So I have not much to say
Till I'm left with
Fuhk it, and have a good day