Could be worse
I guess
That's what I tell myself when I cry
It could be worse
I guess
Worried 'bout my health and my time
Could be worse
I guess
Now and then I feel so lonely
Could be worse
I guess
Simple phrase feelin' like a homie
Could always be anything I suppose
Anything is possible, so I'm told
Facing every obstacle is getting so obnoxious
Like to fill up on some toxins, Feel like me and life are boxing
Death knockin'
Actin like I'm happy for my family cause I love em
Even though soon I'll be watching from above em
It'll get worse 'fore it gets better
Couple hands on my sweater, hope the time will be never, it could always be
Worse
I guess
That's what I tell myself when I cry
It could be worse
I guess
Worried 'bout my health and my time
Could be worse
I guess
Now and then I feel so lonely
Could be worse
I guess
Simple phrase feelin' like a homie
It could be this, that, one or the other
It could be a matrix that we living under
Could be in the dirt, never know my own mother
Could be in a Church asking God for his number
Learning how to love what I have
Not to hate what I don't
Each line I'm at the end, like the butt of a joke
Waiting for my turn at the end of a rope
Sick of climbin', need a new way to cope
Hope the work pays off
Before I start the day off
I like to smoke a blunt, like a rocket, I take off
Soarin' past a couple planets, cause a little chaos
Life is what you make it, can't fake it, so I pray on
Keep a couple K on
Hand, case we ever need a grand
Ol' time in a land, catch a tan
You can bet it's not a spray on
Damn, I be feelin like the man
Lately I don't think they truly understand that it
Could be worse
I guess
That's what I tell myself when I cry
It could be worse
I guess
Worried 'bout my health and my time
Could be worse
I guess
Now and then I feel so lonely
Could be worse
I guess
Simple phrase feelin' like a homie
Could be worse