This is a song about "Life in this world"

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

And be another victim in this cold world

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Sitting on the world, i got life in my hand

How i dont belong in this world of insanity

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Boy meets world and in this story the world is topanga just call me corry

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

There's people in this world set aside to give you guidance

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

In every home in this world, i'm so much cared!

Different kind of people in this world/

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first