Why do we lose to time/ Why do we choose to lie/ Why do we use to smile/ Why do we say "it's fine"// Why do always fight Why do we stay so fly/ Nobody got our style/why do we stay so tight//// Why are we up all night?// Why do we have to riot/ How many more will die/ why do we have to buy it/Why do I write these rhymes/ Why did I use to cry/ Why don't I ever try/ Why don't we have a child////

HOOK:

Baby, day is the night when it's bein' with you

I know you'll keep it quiet, and you know I will too

It's on, baby, go get your gun

We all alone for the end-times social tonight

Baby, brave are the frightened from the way that you move

You make me feel like a titan, so if I've been the fool

I'm sorry, Sweets, let me help dry those tears

And be my end-times baby tonight