Walking down the street of mud
You don't know where you're heading
You don't know where you're at
You lost your faces underneath the cloud
Seeking for a treasure underneath the sunshine
But no one sees your face and recognize your voice
You tried to adapt with the other in-crowd
And you hide all your wings that will take you there
You know this is not who you are
In your mind no one squeeze and squeeze
All the real talk… ends up in soliloquy
But when we partying and bullshit
When I got bubs... they feelin me
When we got girls... they my best friends
All my gold chains... and the brand names
New fame... 15 minutes of being
Become see through... hella lame
But then again then don't wanna be with you
But when you open up they mistreat you
Yellow brick roads that never end