Oh, I once read "Spread love through everything" So that you never walk in shit When you set off to trace your steps Thought about how it made good sense Problem is, I tend to forget Things that I've read Time and time and time again I hear them say often "You're gonna make it kid, I bet" But I'm just not sure Who I would make it for Or what I'd make, to be honest Lately I've thought about myself Having more things under my belt But, still trying to lead A selfless life for me They say the grass is green on this or that end I never though that I'd make such decisions So I'll just split myself in two And watch them grow up and old Up and old Grow up and old Up and old