On It's Head 2

That night, everything was quiet

Nothing scares me, I'm not afraid

My dude, my dude, my dude, my dude

Why you gotta sit there and brood?

My dude, my dude, my dude, my dude

You look like you lost family fued

Not to compare you to Steve Harvey

But you look shook, downing Bacardi

To be honest, you look gnarly

Let's get you home, and something hearty

To eat, put you to bed, lay your head down

You had too much to drink around town

Now it's dream time, next thing, i hear a scream

It's a killer clown, you're bursting at the seams

With anxiety and fear, you clutch your fist deep

You wake up and swing, luckily you missed me

I say it's okay and you chill out

But in your head, there's some doubt

You drink cause of troy's death, don't you?

But as he used his last breath, or a few

He had conviction in his voice, it's true

My dude, my dude, my dude, my dude

You look like you're in a bad mood

My dude, my dude, my dude, my dude

You're acting pretty crass and crude

The next day you wake up and we talk

We ultimately go for a walk

Once you realize what's bothering you

We chat about our man outlined in chalk

The late, great, troy. it's a tragedy

But we know he wants us to be free

That's why he gave his life, like his majesty

He planted a seed, and it will grow a tree

I reassure you and we pick up the pace

So we can take a virtual trip to outer space

Take your mind off things, meant to save face

And in the end, you live in his place

Play games, watch tv, do whatever you have to

Don't dwell, all's swell, don't let life pass you

Don't take things for granted, life is too short

Save your snide comments, and your retorts

For another day, another time, another situation

When life throws you lemons, you know the occasion

Make a grenade, find a good location

Then witness the birth of man's creation