I was born...I will die

I was born on a Bible
I was born on life support
I was raised as a liar
I was raised to be happy and poor

Now I sit on top my mountain
I wear a crown that never fit
Now I pace and always frownin
Tied down by materialistic shit

Yeah I get by pretty easy
Is getting by enough to live
When I walk by you never see me
Passed by with the other kids

And in my mind
I got this secret
When I say Im fine
Just dont believe it

When we die
Where you goin
I aint gone lie
Yeah Ive never known


I got this thing
It’s like a sickness
I was born to sing
But Ive always speechless

Ill die alone in a slumber
Ill die on life support
And all my days they are numbered
All my days were never important