| Ima young me My eyes see, precautiously I stay with me You can't do me You can't be me Why can't you see I just do me I follow he, who made me, me Your eyes deceive That which you see Different from me Still I believe That which I see Means more to me Do my eyes deceive I lack a means To clearly perceive What lies before me Who lied before me He died before me Still I arrived before thee Still you adore thee In my youth my life lies before me Hustle or die in this life I bargain With my life, But whats the real target Neglecting funds I seek the father Life's a book, but wheres the author |