Cut those tendencies
You are not a friend of me
In the night i recall all my memories
I’m alive to provide for my kinfolk
I’m a child, just let me sing my melodies
Imma do what I want until skyfall
I know that you’re chained and away from the truth
I’m is just the same and we’re stuck in loop
Round and round and round like that hula hoop
You don’t wanna see what im capable of doing
When I look around I can see only tools
