In my world, even sure bets are not certain;
‘Cause you’ll get the picture, then find out it’s the cropped version.
Destiny made a mistake and gave my fate to someone else.
I never cared, I was careless,
Fear bein afraid or maybe I’m afraid to be fearless.
Or fear bein’ fearless but fearful,
So even in my carelessness…gotta be careful.
Whatever you goin’ through, could always be much worse,
Don’t make a mistake, mistakin’ your blessings for a curse.
Don’t ask for a cig’ – I’m so self-centered, I won’t even share this cancer.
You good one minute, psycho the next,
No longer lettin’ it ride…too much Jekyll and Hyde.
Then you subtweet some weeks, busy settin’ your pride.
I’m grown, don’t really need that sort of mess in my life.