Life is like an elevator, a lot of ups and downs
People pushin’ your bu*tons and gettin’ jerked around
I used to lurk around town tryin’ to work around
Workin’ so that I could hit the ground with the perfect sound
Even perfect sound sounds like work
When you spend your time flirtin’ with the crown in the perp
I was bound for Berzerk with a layover in Crazy,
A lazy Jay-Z hopin’ rock-a-fellas paid me
Or rockin’ ladies were caught me a Mercedes
But that whole dream was in ’80’s baby
Missed that shot like the cop that’s crooked
TV goes off, third eye still lookin’