I’m good - I’m sixty

Power and swag - I mix it

I’m good I’m sixty

Power and swag - I fix it

Too young to be offended

Too old to be cringe about it

No way I can lose ‘cause I’ve already lost a lot

My childhoods naivety, my virginity, my unexperiency lost these days where you were afraid to lose a day

Remember those days, where you wish you could choose a day (choose!) ahead in the future, where your only suit didn’t suit ya

Where you had to say yes to an uncomfortable dress to gain succes - you gained stress!

You see, I’m an old tree! You can pick any fruit you want from me

I grow apples, I grow pears - I even grow a bananas somewhere!

It’s funny watching leaf after leaf changes leaves, that someday gonna leave my branches, leave my life, define my lifetime, measure my lifeline, I tressure my guideline - but I have to create myself!

Anyway that’s my life ambition, my life ammunition - and I shoot!

I bring the good story - I choose to bring the good story

God knows I lost a ton of glory!

But today of all days I choose not to worry

I’m sorry - Not sorry