It's an argument
Of fools
Is it gonna be you to?
Destination gone astray
You had you're on that target
But when you grew up, you saw things all changed
But we ain't the type that don't forget
And you ain't stressing about Fame
There is view from a bed with bars
Where the same are starving
You're mother says you're a off track Punk
But she ain't no social Model
You're farther says you ain't no big man
But can't his face out of his bottle
Don't let them have a hold on you
Keep your knife carving
Your destination gone astray
Out if the public's eye