LAF

[Verse]
Yo
Reminiscing but I don't trust my memory no more
So I'm cursed to face whatever bitter mysteries are stored
In my conscious, my psychosis says I'm the dopest, but
History's telling a different short story
Complete with all the mistakes and minus the glory
All the nights at home I write alone my life is just boring
I'm on the edge of taking that shit and making that list
Of all the other lost souls that said they hate it and quit
Another gifted misfit statistic but shit, before that
I'll go ballistic and keep slangin' this spizzit
Keep trying to get rich until joe black visits (*chuckles*)
I'm truly optimistic dammit
How'd I end up with this talent? I promise I didn't plan it
Maybe my birth was with the lining of the planets
And despite it's a struggle somehow I manage

[Chorus]
But this life ain't fair (Nah, nah nah nah)
No this life ain't fair (Nah, nah nah nah)
No this life ain't fair (Nah, nah nah nah)
No this life ain't fair (Nah, nah, yeah)