what do you do when you live in a shoe but you don't have a sole,
when you got no where to go,
dont have nothin to show,
for the hard knock life you spent shovelin coal,
into another mans pocket cause you dont have a goal,
and when the final bell tolls,
all you'll hear are the hollow chants of your soul.
when the envy and pride that dwells in your mind,
corrupts your heart and your eyes and you're blind,
and you've stopped movin forward cause you think you find,
that you've lived in the past cause your too far behind.
you can't catch up, so why even try,
why not just sigh and cry to the sky,
and get angry at god and yell at him "