What A Day

What a day At the park What a day At the park What a day At the park What a day At the park The birds chirping Early morning You hear the wind chimes? The bees buzzing The breeze blowing On my tan lines Trees flowing make the leaves falling down in a ditch My feet kicked up by the pool, like Ain't this a bitch? Life is my bitch And I be giving her shit Treating her to some shit And she giving me shit But she don't got shit for you All her blessings for me Asking me what to do? Just let it go and just be Don't overthink everything Saturday morning cartoons stuck on tv Sometimes wishing I can go back to 2013 Younger self would be so fucking stoked to see me That's why I'm chasing my dreams Just to make him happy What a day At the park What a day At the park What a day At the park What a day At the park What a day (to be alive) What a day (to be alive) What a day (to be alive) What a day (to be alive) What a day (to be alive) What a day (to be alive) What a day (to be alive) What a day (to be alive) What a day At the park What a day At the park What a day At the park What a day At the park