I am not young anymore.
I used to party.
The club and the dancing.
Though I don't do the drinking.
I still love hip hopping.
I am 29, going on 30
I am a brother no more.
Kids call me uncle.
They don't call me brother.
I am on the transition.
To be a cheeky old man.
I am 29, going on 30.
My white hair has spawned.
The hairline is receding.
The hair sure is thinning.
Yunnan HairCare may want my money.
I will resist Trichologist some more.
I am 29, going on 30.
That's a man in his prime.
Nothing gonna stop me.
From getting what I'm wanting.
Its not that my days are numbered.
But my youth is dwindling.
I am 29, going on 30.
And I will be 31 years OLD next.
If I don't do it now.
Then when shall it be done?
If time waits for no man.
Why should man wait for time?
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