Raised under an oppressive dictator called fear. I'm tired of being scared; explore the dominion I have here. Shed tears, conflicted with my many beliefs. Poppa said, 'Men don't cry,' why do my eyes leak? Confused by this false understanding of being a man, Too elusive for me to understand. Settled for the cheap knock-off version, Sleep with lots of women, immersed in perversion; Resolve conflicts with fist fights; And gamble with life, by rolling the dice.