Oh boy, I'm 22
And my dilemmas haven't changed enough
For this to feel new

In my defense I'm still intensely unprepared
Although I read
I shouldn't want to live with my dad

But I'm not a parasite
I pay monthly for this paradise
I even refill the tray when there's no ice

But I'm pretty content
Although on content, I haven't spent much time
I need a nine to five
Or at least a night time equivalent

(Hey, Yotam. I made this speech. Do you mind rapping to it?)
Uh, I dunno...
(Please?)

On a yearly basis
I keep bitchin' at you strangers
And it's dangerous
Since I all need to solve my issues
Is some patience
And maybe Asians
To do my in-betweens
'Cause right now I'm static, jagged
Not as smooth as can be
I don't mean to stop the sad-fest
I know some are invested
Invests such nice attendance
But I can't repeat a sentence
But so it happens
It remains the same essence
Essentially, it's only me
And my sense of evanescence
This time you're not relating
Letting you know that right now
I'm happy where I am
But we don't talk about it - Sacred Cow
But I will thank and bow
And probably end up thinking how
I've been amusing the same crowd
For about a fucking decade now
So I guess I'm proud, proud, proud