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Tomorrow

I'm like tomorrow gonna be busy like
a Samurai's blade in a sword fight.

It is easy to set my alarm, customize
tones, snoozes and all that.

In the depths of despair for today
we promise the changes of tomorrow.

Today carried my mistakes and now,
all I have is belief in the existence of tomorrow.

But then Pac was like
tomorrow ain't promised to no man

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