Even though at the moment things don’t seem bright

Even if we ague and fight

I see the end result and it looks superbs

You won’t see it because of the blind spots and curbs

But if we look back we are past the deep waters

We used to live in the streets; we used to live in the squatters

Here we are living our own lives

Still throwing around those victory high fives

I still wonder why others hate it

None the less I am glad that we made it