I'm not afraid of your unjustified prudence I'm the product of a nugatory son The dropout of a school of life student It's a mental hit and run Fighting a war A foe you can't see Spending beyond your chemistry You didn't ask to come You were born within Get up and fight And revel when you win So what the f** is all this intellect illusion? They won't exceed the view they're looking down The hypocrites in do discretion So take all your fake insistence You have your own consequence Rise with your resistance Be sorry when you're dead What matters in the end