I will never obey the rules which they talked about in school "Pushing your way through makes you a lucky man Who falls on the ground, stays on the floor. No time to help you" No way you get me into this No competition prefer to stay a misfit My energy is something that i won't lend I won't die with a pencil sewed on my fucking hand I won't die with a pencil sewed on my fucking hand No competition, no greed, no compare To live like a slave is not what i prefer And if I drudge i do it for myself I will never break this back for wealth