Fuck It

My jeans walks with me,
don’t need no companion,
I’m my own companionship.
I’m the captain of my own ship,
but I’m open for new membership.

I don’t need new clothes to feel new,
all I have is my old clothes, they’re still new,
I’m too poor to shop, I can’t eat,
but I’m rich in another way,
I’m on my winning streak,
but I never lose,
I’m on my winning steak,
so I never lose,
I feel important, like a young Jordan,
I wanna fly up the sky, no wings,
and fall right back to earth, no shit.