A Baby Boy

I don't know where I I want to stay now Don't like hitchhiking for a ride I look for the narrow I look for the small and I don't know where to go from here I don't seem to trust the big time and the Self invented guys I can not stand the clap trap from these guys I don't know who to trust I can not be sure of I don't know what is going on I don't trust the president I have to say that He is a crazy baby boy I don't seem to trust the big time and the Self invented guys I can not stand the clap trap from these guys I don't know where to find reconciliation I don't know where to find the style I'm longing for Oho, wow, oho, wow...