Oh, God how I hope the seasons change At this rate, you won't make it to season 16 I see the pain you hide beneath the skin you wear like an armor built to keep you safe You tell me that happiness makes you weak Like it will turn you into some kinda freak Baby boy you freed that anger that stuff will kill you faster than you think You tell me this anger makes you stronger How much longer will you get to be young With all this stuff on the news baby I want you to make it into the 2's I know you're not mine, but baby boy I like you just fine the way you are He has anger in his viens Chains in his lungs He can't catch a breath Soon there won't be anything left They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger Why does it have to come to kill you or get stronger? the problems in columns is the line you're standing in You ask why its a big deal with highs and lows? For some of us, we don't come back from the lows I guess it depends on the side you're on Now all these columns look like the fallen Each in a line with a number to be delt with like a problem We aren't problems. We are solutions We were made to look like kings but its time to be uncrowned Time to start a revolution Finding a solution and not another issue If you are unexpendable You cannot continue to deny his rights not if but WHEN YOU BECOME UNSTOPPABLE baby boy youre meant to change the world You just have to find your voice Become undenieable Become exactly the young man I see in you at 7 years old You are UNFORGETTABLE