Be free act fucking bad

the people, so worried about what they look like, how much money they should have, the man/woman they should bag. All crabs laying traps... Dying for fame some already claimed, however searching for a light in the night comes with a price envy hate jealousy it's so vain. When pain arrives you try to find someone else to blame because of your shame. Life stands for: live in free essence. Numbers never run out chasing money and clout. Knock yourself out just keep peace and leave me out. We're on two different planes however still remain in one lane, things will never be the same that's the price of fame free bird fly away