Two nobodies talking about nothing In the middle of nowhere Dreaming about something No flash no cameras please Unless you think you got the guts He walks a fine line All the way up in the motherfucking front He got battle scars And he stumble and he slump Nowhere to land Did he fall or did he jump? He's a papa now Ticking tocking with time His own son will one day Be living off his dime And when it burns so good All of this is like his flame And when it's bad he's left fading In the lifelong blame It's what he do He just don't like to break through It's like the concrete teeth Chewing him up from underneath The weight he can barely stand The bullshit he can hardly see He's trying to branch way out of his family tree His reality fades No one will judge him on what's real Emotions will rearrange No one will care about how he feel And when the going get's good He moves to the back It will only take time for his facade to crack