I can live my life without money of fameI won’t take part in society’s gameI can see the rich looking down on the poorTheir heads up high like they’re something moreWhat is success?You look at me,And don’t second-guessWhat is success?Immediately thinkThat I’m a messFulfill the dreams of your mom and dadDistorting the image of the past they’ve hadThey look good with your successTaking all the credit for your life’s progressWhat is success?You look at me,And don’t second-guessWhat is success?Immediately thinkThat I’m a messThey seem to know what is best for youAnd every direction you would like to pursueYou try to put them back in placeNow they are up in your fucking face