I’m good - I’m sixty
Power and swag - I mix it
I’m good I’m sixty
Power and swag - I fix it
Too young to be offended
Too old to be cringe about it
No way I can lose ‘cause I’ve already lost a lot
My childhoods naivety, my virginity, my unexperiency lost these days where you were afraid to lose a day
Remember those days, where you wish you could choose a day (choose!) ahead in the future, where your only suit didn’t suit ya
Where you had to say yes to an uncomfortable dress to gain succes - you gained stress!
You see, I’m an old tree! You can pick any fruit you want from me
I grow apples, I grow pears - I even grow a bananas somewhere!
It’s funny watching leaf after leaf changes leaves, that someday gonna leave my branches, leave my life, define my lifetime, measure my lifeline, I tressure my guideline - but I have to create myself!
Anyway that’s my life ambition, my life ammunition - and I shoot!
I bring the good story - I choose to bring the good story
God knows I lost a ton of glory!
But today of all days I choose not to worry
I’m sorry - Not sorry