How Do You Spell It

People pretend that they know it all
They say the planet's big this world is small
Those shady hands they won't pass the ball
Money's short the shadow's tall

Well I got next if you wanna play
The losers walk the winners stay
Better hit the shot when it comes your way
You only get one or so they say

I sit the bench near a busy street
Feeding pigeons at my feet
Well are they happy do they feel complete
My stomach growls I forgot to eat

Haters hate what they think ain't cool
A fly gets caught in a swimming pool
Ya know I would fish em out but I'm no fool
Life is good but fate is cruel

I've been wasting time
Like I don't give a shit
Can't say I'm so sure
Like I'm J.R Smith
If I miss my shot
I'll never say that it slipped
Or question my grip
I admit
I don't know when to quit
So I skip to Skan for a bit
See the fam take a dip
Planet Money for the whole trip
Think I fell in love with Stacey Smith
And I got sound effects too bo
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This is Mr. Mediocre
He's got demons coming over
Wake me up when I'm good and sober
Good enough but scared of closure
Why so Serious
Asks the Joker



Credits
Writer(s): Gabe Rizzo
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