Oh The Mystery

oh the mystery
running right through one’s

history

what a race
can’t keep up with tha

pace

tryin to figure it out
as if you got some kinda

clout

to say what’s what
regarding all the jumble in your mind’s

hut

it’s all just a joke
cause you’re so mentally

broke

like you’re some kinda Einstein
acting all big like you’re really

fine

you know you’re not
you just frontin like a TV

plot

there ain’t no normal
so quit actin all

formal

“life’s hard and then you die”
comin from a man who can’t even

cry

what do you know bout pain
while bettin all this thinking gonna give you

gain

just stop all the self-criticizin
quiet your mind and start

realizin

life ain’t so hard homeboy
sure got some ruts but mostly it’s

joy

it’s the thinkin and figuring out
that runs you crazy making you wanna

shout

stop the mental and seein’s not hard
seems all scattered but you’re dealt one

card

that’s this life right here right now
stop all the questions and askin

how

who what when where
so many questions dude just breathe the

air

when you get older
yo questions start shrinking ‘stead of gettin

bolder

ya find out though that you wasted time
which translates to energy cause there ain’t no

rhyme

nor are there any reasons
to all the questions in life’s

seasons

there’s always only just this
livin’s for sure not hit nor

miss

you’re here and you’re still alive
after all you’ve been through and yet you still

survive

when you get down to it it’s no big deal
though it seem all off kilter it’s really been on even

keel

it’s all a game can’t you see
living not thinkin that’s the

key