Testo I Can't Relate

Twenty-three, just trying to make ends meet. I never believed in what society told me and I don't think that we'll ever change. Don't want to be put in my place. I don't belong there, no I don't belong there, no I don't, no I don't, no I- Don't tell me what's right for me when I'm the happiest that I will ever be. Can you look yourself dead in the eyes and say you got what you wanted out of your life? I can't relate to your routines or your student loans, I grasped the things that I know all on my own. If I died tomorrow my headstone would read, "Never needed much, lived my life for me."