Cause this peace just don't feel free
That's why I cut it through. right, for the blow
But now Imma go
And I don't know, but something told me you should know
Yes, tell me will I grow?
Before Im out the door I be lying if I say about this am sure
But I grew thin and am now poor
I should've not quested what I was living for
Cause its much clearer than before
I pray it shutters when I count till three ok, four