I just needed time alone, with my own thoughts
Got treasures in my mind but couldn’t open up my own vault
My childlike creativity, purity and honesty
Is honestly being crowded by these grown thoughts
Reality is catchin’ up with me
Takin’ my inner child, I’m fighting for it, custody
With these responsibilities that they entrusted me
As I look down at my diamond-encrusted piece
Thinkin', no one man should have all that power
The clock’s tickin’, I just count the hours
Stop trippin’, I’m trippin’ off the powder
‘Til then, fuck that, the World’s ours
As I look down at my diamond-encrusted piece
Thinkin', no one man should have all that power
The clock’s tickin’, I just count the hours
Stop trippin’, I’m trippin’ off the powder
‘Til then, fuck that, the World’s ours
So goodnight cruel world, I see you in the mornin'.
Kanye West, Power. (Y)