It's OK

Eminem

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Hey Kyu! 

[Chorus: 2x]
It's a broke day but everything is OK (It's OK) 
I'm up all night but everything is alright (It's alright) 
It's a rough week  and I don't get enough sleep (I can't sleep) 
It's a long year pretending I belong here (Belong here) 

One day I plan to be a family man happily married 
I want to grow to be so old that I have to be carried 
'Til I'm glad to be buried 
And leave this crazy world 

And have at least a half a million for my baby girl 
It may be early to be planning this stuff 
'Cause I'm still struggling hard to be the man, and it's tough 
'Cause man it's been rough, but still I manage enough 

I've been taken advantage of, damaged and scuffed 
My hands have been cuffed 
But I don't panic and huff, frantic and puff 
Or plan to give up, the minute shit hits the fan it erupts 

I'm anteing up double or nothing, I've been trouble enough 
And I'm sick of struggling and suffering, see 
My destiny's to rest at ease, till I'm impressed and pleased 
With my progress, I won't settle for less than cheese 

I'm on a quest to seize all, my own label to call 
Way before my baby is able to crawl 
I'm too stable to fall, the pressure motivates 
To know I hold the weight of boulders on my shoulder blades 

I seen the golden gates to heaven on Earth 
Where they don't pull a weapon on you when you stepping on turf, Kyu 

[Chorus: 2x]

I'm going for broke, gambling and playing for keeps 
Everyday in the streets, scrambling and paying for cheep 
Praying for sleep 
Dreaming with a watering mouth 

Wishing for a better life for my daughter and spouse 
In this slaughtering house, caught up in bouts 
With the root of all evil 
I've seen it turn beautiful people crude and deceitful 

And make them do shit illegal 
For these Grant's and Jackson's 
These transactions explain a man's actions 
But in the mist of this insanity, I found my Christianity 

Through God and there's a wish he granted me 
He showed me how to cope with the stress 
And hope for the best, instead of mope and depressed 
Always groping a mess, of flying over the nest 

To selling dope with the rest 
I quit smoking cess to open my chest 
Life is stressful inside this cesspool 
Trying to wrestle, I almost bust a blood vessel 

My little brother's trying to learn his mathematics 
He's asthmatic, running home from school away from crack addicts 
Kids attract static, children with automatics 
Taking target practice on teens for Starter Jackets 

I'm using smarter tactics to overcome this slum 
I won't become as dumb as some and succumb to scum 
It's cumbersome, I'm trying to do well on this Earth 
But it's been Hell on this Earth since I fell on this Earth 

[Chorus: 2x]

Uh, it's OK, yeah it's alright, even though I can't sleep 
Uh yeah, it's OK, it's alright, I can't sleep