Ordinary People

We are ordinary people

We really don't know which way to go 

Killing for religion we are not even sure about 

Hating people we haven't even met 

You might meet the person and fall totally in love 

Waking up to a new day with the anger of the past day 

It might be our last day 

Who knows? A building might just collapse on you 

Sad and weary about being broke, we might pick up 6 million just like that guy on NTA last week. But we won't be as stupid as he is to turn the money to the police. 

Who knows what will happen today, tomorrow or next week? 

Your class mate you don't even talk with might become the governor and you run into him in another classmate's wedding, just a little chit chat and you are made! 

Hell, you might get robbed of your last money get shot in the knee cap and you will never walk again. lol 

That pregnancy you don't know what to do with might to Clarion Chukwurah and Clarence Peters case 

Who knows? 

The pregnancy might be a birth of another Hitler still 

The odds are strange but out of our control 

We do our little best and learn not to worry much 

Life get changed by just sitting near someone on a flight 

Or your cell mate in jail 

Everybody is on the edge of something waiting to be pushed 

Everybody is important until they stop breathing 

Some still powerful even when they are dead 

Coins flip, pages turn over, times change  

Shit is... 

We are just ordinary people 

And we don't know which way to go 

Because we are ordinary people 

Maybe we should just take it slow 

Just maybe 

Sexy morning y'all