Those Things

All day, it’s more pain On your brain, seems like always Things ain’t gonna change Those things ain’t gonna change Things ain’t gonna change No them things ain’t gonna change ‘Cause all day, it’s more pain On your brain, seems like always… To live foul, I’m walking around, with my head bowed Sulking & scrounging me a rent pile Couldn’t get a draw of a cloud if I sketched miles Of it, just the awfullest child that has been found ‘Cause often they will gawk open mouthed at my fit out Out fit horrible style and I got lint mounds Accounts get withdrawn from about as quick as the checks bounce It ain’t often I smile, it’s upslid down Now I’m unhappy it’s actually tragic Cash is what’s lacking, just have ‘em Take me away, take me I practically practice with a pastor in factions, just have ‘em Take me away, take me away I nap on mattresses that sat on where rats’ll live After imagining that I’d been Taken away, taken The facts are saddening, I’d rather kidnapping by them that Take me away, take me away All day, it’s no more pain On your brain, seems like always Things is gonna change Those things is gonna change Things is gonna change Yes them things is gonna change ‘Cause all day, it’s no more pain On your brain, seems like always… To live proud, I’m walking around with my head held Above because now it ain’t cement bound Strutting with my jaw in the clouds where you could catch snouts Snuffing all the ganja in town, I call ‘em fresh flowers Often I will fall asleep soundly when I’m stretched out Out stretched coughing’s the sound I got piff pounds Accounts get deposited in ‘bout as quick as I can count It ain’t often I frown it’s upslid down Now I’m so happy it’s actually magic Cash is just stacking, ‘cause that’s my Favorite way, favor My pad is ravishing and rather immaculate, that’s my Favorite way, favorite way I nap on mattresses that’s crafted for lavishness After imagining that I’d been Made a parade, made one The facts are fabulous, I’d rather be fashionable, that’s my Favorite way, favorite way