These days I walk round my neighborhood Chiefing my blacks I got $1.82 in my bank last I checked And I'm Okay I'm alright I swear that I ain't crazy It's my right It's my right to be confused It's my right You ain't me and I ain't you (Oh) Yeah, I've got cuts on my ears And a screens full of cracks It's always hard to hear you Through fragments of glass So It's ok It's alright I swear that I'm gonna make it I'll be fine It's my life for me to use It's my life You ain't me and I ain't you (Oh) Oh, there's nobody stopping you Don't you do what they want you to do You'll be alright You'll be just fine You'll make it through (Oh) I've got holes in my shoes And good shit to do I'm wasting my time just talking to you And that's ok That's alright I ain't gonna lose what's in my mind That ain't something you can do