That's how it is, I'm going to change, everything that doesn't suit me
Today I have everything I could want
But money isn't It's all, I have a lot to do
Whoever doesn't respect their father, doesn't respect anyone
Because a real man will be a father too
br/>Love your father, even if he's a capitalist pig
I don't know how to write poetry, but fuck it
I hate fancy people, I don't wear shoes, but fuck you
Today you piss off whoever helped you
And you're talking bad about whoever already strengthened you
But a real man doesn't do with words
You lost your morale and whoever lost, lost
If you step on the ball, then damn you will be charged
And if you step on the ball at the ball, then kid, you're going to be charged
I don't know how to write poetry, but fuck it
I hate hypocrisy, but fuck it
I hate fancy people, I don't wear shoes, but fuck it