Don't let the paint that's on your hands
Stop you from ripping all that paper
When you're melting in sinking sand
You can worry about it later
Cos I was nuthin, now I'm sumthin
You got sumthin four nuthin, now I love it
Don't see yourself in my promised land
Don't grip or squeeze on my mommy's glands
Cos I was nuthin, now I'm sumthin