Even with a diagram of My DNA
I leave scientists baffled
’till the end of the day they try to pick apart
My life-style and how I survive making money for the boss
While I make nickel and dime,
And being on time takin’ a punch and doin’ My best,
Not ever hearing good job and
Staying upset it doesn’t take too much
To find the sediments they left behind.
Put down the book
Put up the walls
I’m never givin’ up at all what’s yours is yours,
What’s Mine is yours and I’ll mature.
Not even with ten men holding Me back
Not even with a devious planned attack
Contemplating every move that I play
Willing the bad things all away keeping
The worry-free happiness philosophy
That’s what I let them see when they try to look at Me.
Don’t want out.
These issues arise everyday,
Though you try to turn your head and walk away,
Though it leaves you feeling insecure
You’re gonna feel your life mature.