So many different
Flavors for variety
Smooth in the mixing
Fixing a hole for myself
To be sitting
Never slipping
Cause I'm like that
It's not my choice
It's my voice so despite that
I'm living in my own time
For my sign
My signal
Won't mingle
I could still dig other keys
On the ring
All together now
Some people
Never satisfied
Can't be I've seen it
Got what they want
But still want more
I mean it
Some people
Don't got nothing
And they want even less
Some confess and some stress
What's going on
Some people is like that