The game

To busy predicting whats going to happen,
hoping its not bad
Over thinking is making you sad,
because you're afraid to lose,
what you never had

You'll never understand,
unless you been through it
All life is, is games,
so get use to it
It's a dog eat dog world out here,
so don't think these hoes can be trusted
They'll smile in your face,
til they're blue in theirs
Anything bogus you can think of,
they've done it

All life is, is games,
everyday you're getting played
If it ain't from your friends, boyfriends, and girlfriends
It's from this bullshit economy
There's no one to blame but society,
putting garbage in our brains
Making us into closed minded freaks,
it's really a shame,
our world is insane
The best you can do is,
learn how to play
Remember who you are,
so you don't lose your identity,
by getting sucked into the frame,
to complete the "Perfect Picture"
When in reality,
you're getting tricked,
in their hall of flames.