With a pen and a pad,
i ride the train
since ten i was sad,
so i hide the pain
and then my pen slipped
but left a stain

on my lucky Gap sweater
wait, i probably rap better
with my black hoody...
and black timbs
with a black woody,
yeah, my 'fifth limb'
time to hit the gym

cause i got no girl,
a crap car,
and no money...
plus, i tend to write funny
when will cold nights turn sunny???