Destiny

We all grow up in different household One that's hold and cold Our memory began to fold It started out as a stroll Digging underground like a mole Then we started to hop around like a toad Trying to get little bit of this gold We all face different things in life Like having a wife looking to Christ Keeping our self hidden like mice Or having a mark for life It is something to keep us in place Like a bird locked in a cage All we can do is build up our rage And let it all loose on happy days There are those who are born in royalty And those that are born in poverty We consider that our destiny Everyone have different faith It could have been great Or could have been straight But we all have one thing in common That is our destiny to die