I Need An Answer

(Kind Of Soft Like)

Sometimes, I sit and I just think.

About life and shit, riddle of the Sphinx.

Like why are we all here?

Was it a big boom?

Or was it god that made everything bloom?

Why can't humans answer,

In a logical manner without the glamour.

I don't know how it all came about,

It's driving me crazy that all the answers are in a shroud,

Up in the clouds, or lost in doubt.

I look at the moon and the stars and

It make me go "wow".

But could it all have come about by coincidence somehow?

I don't know the answer, it's making me crazy.

Damn, why's everything in life gotta be so hazy?

It seems everyone is in the dark about this shit.

But if anyone knows tell me what your solution is.

Just holla at your boy, cause I'd love to know.

Because I've been looking for years, with nothing to show.

Fuck, just thinking about it gives me vertigo.

It's all so confusing, with the choosing, and the guessing,

The stressing and the wishing.

There just has to be something I'm missing.

So if Your out there listening,

Prove your real to me,

Give me the answer to the question I've been hunting.

Till then, I'll be here waiting.

Changing the motherfucking world,

One thought at a time.