Everything functions in a rule of threes
There's a beginning, a middle and an end,
Don't get it wrong, foes still turn out to be friends
I been up, down and the Nebulous place between
Life has the before, after, let's not forget the interim
And though I ain't superstitious, even religion agrees with the pattern
When there's a trinity
Creation, a fall and redemption
They talk of heaven hell and the earth balanced between
Tilting one way, the the next shit you can't explain
Life, death, and resurrection, the triangle of eternity
I should have paid each more attention
But a broke man can't do much, that's why I chose to stay patient
Don't ask why's or what's, choose not to react like any one would
The point where there's too many 'toos'
You're too young or too broke, too scared, to do shit
Don't be too triumphant with wins, neither too moody with losses
We all want to be too much of nearly everything
Like my spirit is too much for my short body to carry
Let me out of this cage, I'm too restricted to rise
A perpetual liar: Cos I always tell you I'm fine
