One Life
M.A.T. Lyrics

I didn't choose the thug life yet I'm continually subjected to its whims
Despite not intentionally seeking a life involved in crime or violence, I find myself constantly influenced by its unpredictable nature.

And I can never win
Regardless of the situation, I am unable to come out on top or achieve success.

Because I don't want to win
Contrary to common desire, victory or triumph is not my ultimate goal.

When I was young a bunch of other boys surrounded me on bikes
During my younger years, I found myself confronted by a group of boys on bicycles.

So I tried to punch one of them but I felt bad halfway through
In an attempt to defend myself, I initially engaged in physical aggression but began to experience remorse during the act.

And ended up just pressing his face as he recoiled in weird annoyance
Instead of following through with the punch, I ended up gently pushing his face, causing him to react strangely and retreat.

And later on I bought him food to say sorry
To express remorse, I decided to make amends by purchasing food for the individual I had initially confronted.

Throwing punches
Engaging in physical violence

Buying lunches
Seeking reconciliation or friendship through offering meals or treats

I get my kicks from doing bad things
I find enjoyment or excitement in participating in mischievous or morally questionable actions.

As long as no one actually gets kicked
However, I only derive satisfaction from these acts if they do not result in any harm or injury to others.

There was another boy at school called Chris Rose
Within my school environment, there was a peer named Chris Rose.

Yeah, you, Chris Rose
Directly addressing Chris Rose in this statement.

Who called me a shite and a half
Chris Rose insulted me, referring to me as a derogatory term.

So what did I do? I'll tell you
In response to his insult, I took certain actions, which I am about to explain.

I tracked him down on Facebook to say I had over 2000 followers on Twitter
To assert myself and assert my social status, I located Chris Rose on Facebook and informed him of my substantial Twitter following.

And that I was at worst only one fully formed shite
Furthermore, I emphasized that even at my lowest point, I am still superior to him, using derogatory language in return.

Provided I don't feel terrible afterwards
However, my satisfaction with such actions is contingent on not experiencing overwhelming guilt or remorse afterward.