I have a little brother Asking me what freedom is I said go and ask our father I think I'm too young for this He said, Boy you should have asked your mother She was always good with these things But Mama she's been gone Gone for so long Not everybody is searching for But we all have a choice Sometimes, life gives and takes I still hear her voice Any son of mine Should live their life day by day She used to say We're good and we're bad We're young then we're old These were the things that I was told You'll make it anyway You'll make it anyway You'll make it anyway Living in the city I barely see the sky you know The flowers underneath don't got the time to watch 'em grow Open up your eyes, boy You've gotta stop the search It's all in your hands The whole of the universe Any son of mine Should live their life day by day She used to say We're good and we're bad We're young then we're old These were the things that I was told You'll make it anyway You'll make it anyway You'll make it anyway Not everybody is searching for But we all have a choice Sometimes life gives and takes And I still hear her voice Any son of mine Should live their life day by day She used to say We're good and we're bad We're young then we're old These were the things that I was told You'll make it anyway You'll make it anyway You'll make it anyway You'll make it anyway You'll make it anyway