a simple tune for a simple idea.
while in Kuala Lumpur this week, reading about the greatest financial heist in Malaysian history, i’m reminded we can do anything we put our minds to.
i recorded this song at Greenhouse Studio. between sessions i ate with my bare hands at Ipoh Old Town, because that’s what Malays do.
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verse 1
i’m a man
father taught me: work as hard as i can
said son you’re mine
make me proud or die trying
so i told my hands
bare it all ‘til you understand
why i’m on this earth
long enough to write this next verse
sippin’ on port
20 years aged on a weekday morn’
thinking ‘bout monkeys on Mount Batur
surfin’ the coast of Portugal
rooftop dinner in Shanghai
desert safari in Dubai
these are the fruits of my work
now it’s time to get yours
pre chorus
somebody asked me
how do you do it
when you say all the thoughts in your head
deleted their message
here’s what i say
chorus
we don’t make excuses
regrets are just for losers
give us a problem
we’re bound to work it out
trying to distract us
we just keep our focus
gotta remind them
we make our own luck
verse 2
excuse me for trying to rap right now
i’ve just got a lot to say, got some facts right now
if you think you can’t do something, man you’re probably right
if you’re bold and believe in yourself you get spite
from the haters and ‘negators we can call ‘em now and laters
they don’t achieve a single thing, they just sit around and dream
if you’re losing they’ll give up on you
when you’re winning wannabes will cuddle up on you
cuz here’s the thing: nobody wants to face their own fallacies
chase a dream over guaranteed salary?
like “are you crazy?!” guess what, i’m retarded
OCD, Tourette’s, insom– don’t get me started
yeah i never took a guitar lesson, here we are
bob your head to the short B section
higher pitch raise the energy that’s my confession
class dismissed this concludes our music theory lesson
pre chorus
when somebody asks you
how do you do it?
achieve all the goals in your head
ignore the message
you know what to say
chorus
we don’t make excuses
regrets are just for losers
give us a problem
we’re bound to work it out
trying to distract us
we just keep our focus
gotta remind them
we make our own luck
outro
we make our own luck
and we don’t give a F****
go forth
this song is dedicated to sociologists, psychologists, liberals, and everyone else who spends their lives convincing the unfortunate that they are victims.
you are not a victim — you are a champion.