I know I’m lucky man
But I don’t feel lucky, man
Why can’t I feel what I know?
Still ain’t got what I wanted, man
Same cause, same sufferin'
I know I reap what I sow

I live off letters
Grip this lecturn
Give my lectures
Watch these kids play Tetris
Through my speech
Like experts
Uh
Im gettin old or whatever
Really dunno if I’m better
It’s winter I cope with the weather
Keep sayin I’ll go but I never
Been busy still growin' some feathers
It’s taken more than my effort
I think it’s luck that I need
A decade of just up and coming and still haven’t come to my senses or peak
Week after week
Runnin’ off too little sleep
And stubborn belief that borders blindness
Keepin pace and workin days with hopes the winds of fate will find us

I get mad at God
Watching billionaires
Get to play astronaut
God loves Musk and Bezos
Don’t those numbers say so
Should turn a mill
With all this breathe I waste
On what I hate most

I know I’m lucky man
But I don’t feel lucky, man
Why can’t I feel what I know?
Still ain’t got what I wanted, man
Same cause, same sufferin'
I know I reap what I sow

It’s all gunna end
Before my retirement
Play a sad song on the tiniest violin
I get so tired I can’t even cry a bit
Got too much data with no time to file it
Uh
These desperate urges surge up make me research crypto
With leverage might get wrecked at 30x or get rich quick though
I don’t know
I'll work it out
Know the odds they serve the house
Live my life when work allows
Got some drops and I’m thirsty now
And I know it’s the love that I get that’ll count
When it’s all said and done
But I wish this love would get me funds
I’ll send your cut when I get some

I know I’m lucky man
But I don’t feel lucky, man
Why can’t I feel what I know?
Still ain’t got what I wanted, man
Same cause, same sufferin'
I know I reap what I sow

Three known facts
Fees, loans, tax
Need more racks
Beans, bones, stacks
See what lacks
See who gets the surplus
Proceed to curse the system
Count ways that it won’t serve us

Oops I forgot to slow down
Busy makin' self-pity feel profound
When it’s hitting
There’s enough for me and to go round
Wishing in both hands
Look how much I hold now
Look how much I hold now
Look how much I hold now