But after bowling, I went home for some damn Adventure Time (What'd you do?) I slipped myself some pink Xannies And danced around the house in all-over print panties My mom's gone, that fucking broad will never understand me. (Fuck everything, man) That's what my conscience said Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead Now the only guidance that I had is splattered on cement Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead
the fuck you think I made odd future for? to wear suits and make good decisions?
You don’t have to get a job that makes others feel comfortable about what they perceive as your success. You don’t have to explain what you plan to do with your life. You don’t have to justify your education by demonstrating its financial rewards. You don’t have to maintain an impeccable credit score. Anyone who expects you to do any of those things has no sense of history or economics or science or the arts.
You have to pay your own electric bill. You have to be kind. You have to give it all you got. You have to find people who love you truly and love them back with the same truth.