A Bullet, A Shooting Star

Pray for the sun Ready for the rain For whatever comes I will be okay (I know it) I will be okay (I'll be ohh) I don't fucking know it's out of my control People come and go (Gotta let go) I don't fucking know it's out of my control People come and go (Gotta let go) Young Neo doing impossible things Fighting in the bull ring Tryna live my life Coming close to the king I'm living on the second degree I'm having a little trouble to be I'm ready for the rain But i'm praying for the sun Can't we all just get along? Make a wrong a right, a right, a right Yeah it's poisonous the times we in Tryna force a grin We all gotta win Be the yang and yin Pray for the sun Ready for the rain For whatever comes And I will be okay I will be okay Wanna make it out, wanna make it out Was I mistaken? No friendly faces Wanna make it out, wanna make it out Was I mistaken? No friendly faces And you You gotta stop being a fool Why? Why would you f*ck with a bull A bullet, a shooting star Rooting as you can see The pinnacle of All you'll ever be A bullet, a shooting star Rooting as you can see The pinnacle Of all you'll ever be I will be okay I will be okay