In my way
In your way
I see slime
And I see blood.
But we can't change the world
Give us the line
Don't stay like a "skip jack"
You've gotta press out your mind.
If we cave a slit on your skull
We're gonna smell the stink
'Cause baby your mind is rotten
And that's all we think!
Don't be worry my mamma
I'll make my own way
It's a long lane that has no turning
This is what they say.