Have you ever felt to measure yourself As superior, inferior, or equal to the ones around you Im ready piece Something happen please Im living fast Born to last Apparently kids ask To test the boundaries they can surpass troubling vandalism from the little kids infuriates cruel intensions from the little girls Deprives innocence The world awaits For a better change Im ready piece Something happen please Im living fast Born to last The little kids don’t stand a chance The little ones can say they enjoy it At the same time they’re hurting For another change There’s all the struggling Between women and girls Between men and boys Robberies and murders From the little kids is tolerated Cruel intensions from the little girls arouses Get me out of my realm Go ahead and get me and walk Away from all these clown