Days turn into years. A students turn into dropoutsnSeeing the world from a creative angle turns into seeing it from a couchnOrgasms become lifetimes. Bong hits turn into white linesnA face becomes a dartboard and cardboard becomes a housenBoys turn into men. Enemies become your friendsnLosing turns into winning and the beginning becomes the endnWords turn into magic. Rewind becomes a habitnRabbits become vultures and cultures become trendsnA party becomes a funeral. Sunlight turns into cancernThe rain turns beautiful. An unusual question becomes an answernHappiness becomes a cataract. A sip turns into a six-packnAnd Earth turns into Mars as my album becomes a standardnA hero becomes a statistic. A lost soul enlistednnThe potholes are lifted as the hot coals leave you blisterednA sickness becomes a teardrop. A cup of coffee becomes a long daynYour best friend's guidance becomes the wrong waynAs the song plays my voice becomes the past, present, and futurenTransportation becomes pollution as humans become computersnTime becomes space. Minds become wastenAnd a person becomes less interested when a mic becomes an instrumentnAn age turns into a nightmare. Love becomes hatenThe nine becomes a zero and every country becomes one statenAll you thought you knew was just a foolish assumptionnYes, everything is something. But something is nothing