Houston, we have a problem.
“Houston we have a problem,
He’s taken off, and no one can stop him. Dodgin rockets like its dodgeball.
I set the beat on fire like I dropped a Napalm, come at me bro,
Hard to glow when my future is shining so brightly, I wont listen to Nike, I won’t just do “it”,
Cus I don’t fall for peer pressure.
They say don’t bring a knife to a gunfight, so I brought a light saber.
Im a grown little man! Big Kid for life, and with broken knees, i’ll still stand sturdy,
Shoot me, but a bullet will only hurt me,
Not stop me.
End my life, but i’ll live on.
Like a cockaroach, I won’t die from an atom bomb,
But I might by shoe.
Funny how we can take the hardest hits, but nothing hurts more than the fist of a broken heart.
And the game hasn’t completely fallen apart, its only loosened.
So I ask you Houston, do we truly have a problem, or are you listening to the solution?”
- arvy
