Have you ever felt inadequate, sad because you’re bad at shit, battling these demons who be schemin’ on your happiness
Dreaming of a better you in averages and advocates, but never doing that which is attractive to your advocates
Stacking on the pressure, stress is adding like an abacus, the slack is getting lesser, debts are stacking on your back
It’s moving faster than a tachyon while you’re stuck in molasses, a metastasis of backwardness as every second passes
If you’ve had that type of havoc in your life, then we’ll get past it, let’s personify the problems in your life and kick their asses
With Damascus steel, we’ll peel away the dark and stormy gasses ‘till your days are paved by sun rays like they stayed in Calabasas
If you’re lonely, I’m your fucking friend, your friends are dicks? Don’t fuck with them, you’re pissed ‘cause you’re not fucking? Well, I’ve got nothing, but pick up your chin
‘Cause when you’re finished feeling down and drowning in your sorrow, we can turn away from yesterday and focus on tomorrow ‘cause…

I got your back if you’ve got mine, I’ll help you out when times are tough
Things aren’t great, but they’ll be fine if we hold on long enough

Things will never be perfect, but if you persist, you can learn to work with the hurt and find perks where life permits
Not the pills, but the benefits from bending the ends of your lips upwards in a smile while you’re In some shit
I’ve been afflicted with foul feelings that won’t fly away, but even birds change their tunes some days
And the moon reflects sun rays, so in some ways, it’s not so dark in the night time, and while sadness never strikes at the right time
You can let that light shine on what you might find, misfortune and blight seem more kind to the eyes when illuminated
Though it’s easy to enumerate… and ruminate on mistakes, I’d rather vent and then give them no mention
‘Cause bad vibes thrive on attention, they gain strength when you let them in, and only seem to lessen their menace when
You turn that grimace into a grin, or turn that dirge into a ditty, if you fight the urge to frown, life can be pretty fucking cool ‘cause…

I got your back if you’ve got mine, I’ll help you out when times are tough
Things aren’t great, but they’ll be fine if we hold on long enough

If you’ve got the gumption to function and fight for your cause, in spite of your flaws, the you deserve the right to applause…
Unless you’re a Nazi… that probably goes without saying, but the line left room for interpretation
Anyway, if you’re patient on the days when life’s bathed in beige and grey, than things might turn out okay
And if not, then I’ll be there to say, “it’s gravy, have a brew and keep it movin’, that’s a pothole on the road to self-improvement”
I’m not so optimistic where I got it twisted, thinking shit’s terrific when it isn’t, that’s what livin’ is, carry on tradition
We’ve been gifted this condition that’s existed since the self-aware were lifted from their naked and bare state
And so we sift slate for gold, and boldly find bliss amidst the bluest hues, seek a smile and eke our way through
Persevere and pursue a chance to forget the asterisk that’s on your happiness, there’s more to say, but yeah, that’s the gist

I got your back if you’ve got mine, I’ll help you out when times are tough
Things aren’t great, but they’ll be fine if we hold on long enough