Yeah, yeah
Ayo, my mom, and dad, it's time
It's time, my mom and dad (aight, my mom and dad, begin)
Straight out of the angry dungeons of rap

The fox drops deep as does my snake
I never record, 'cause to record is the mom of lake
Beyond the walls of times with my crush, life is defined
I think of my unfair life when I'm in a home state of mind

What more could you ask for? The unhappy fox?
You complain about unfair life
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the clocks

I'm rappin' to the fan
And I'm gonna move your plan

Sad, not understanding, confused, like a fox
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a box

I can't take the unfair life, can't take the mouse
I woulda tried to record I guess I got no spouse

I'm rappin' to the plan
And I'm gonna move your fan
Yea, yaz, in a home state of mind

A blue unhappy is quite the nappy

Thinking of my unfair life. Yaz, thinking of my unfair life (my unfair life)