Isn’t it an ironyThe things that inspire meThey make me bleedSo profuselyI got everything I needTime and space to think and breatheWhat does it mean?When cash grows on treesExistential propositionLife’s all about contradictionYing and yang flowWeird, idiom thingsI’m me, I’m God, I’m everythingI’m my own reason why I singAnd so are you, are you understanding?Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohI know you think this shit is easyFor you but not so much for meBut I’ll still ride, that’s just the risk I’ll takeI know you see me actin’ sleazyI’m workin on it, take it easyI’ll figure it all out before I breakIf I should die before I wakeOh, please do not resuscitateI know I didn’t live my life in veinThis music shit’s a piece of cakeThe rest of my life’s in a stateOf chaos but I know I’ll be okayExistential propositionLife’s all about contradictionYing and yang flowWeird, idiom thingsI’m me, I’m God, I’m everythingI’m my own reason why I singAnd so are you, are you understanding?