Shakespeare said the world is a stage The sound of that makes the world not real No matter how much I try many will steal As long as I write it will hurt me the most Because everyone is a flip flopper flipping their toast My life is crazy and it can make you look At why this kid wrote the Jewish Mafia book Now I am dodging hitters left and right Like I am the only pitcher pitching tonight Taking them into a not so perfect game The game of life is not a game Not everyone wants to experience fame Many just want to be heard And make a living off writing is that so absurd If my book makes me a million There will still be a billion people Boys and girls who sleep on the floor If someone is opening up my door I can open it myself but it will take longer A good deed maybe I can ponder So continue to watch me from afar And watch me become the brightest star And when I do I promise you That I will speak for the ones who cannot speak Because thats all I know how to do