Life’s a riddle
And we all come to a
Different answer
Everyone’s got a code of conduct
A set of manners
A set of standards
What’s yours
What’s mine
All I know is
If we have a good time
Maybe life is
What we choose to define
As how we choose our days of finite

All given the same gift of being alive
How dare you make someone commit crimes
How dare you make someone cry
How dare you make someone’s life worse in order so that you have a better life
I’m trying
To be a good guy
Cause I know there’s an asshole around every corner
And I ain’t lying
Living this lifestyle
Got me some pretty awesome supporters
And now I see the fine line
As something that’s not so intimidating
I’m not waiting for better days
I’m not complaining about the refugee’s pain
I’m only celebrating milestones that means something to Yahweh’s brain
Rack up the win
Take my fair share of losses
Ignore the sin
And dominate as the Devil just watches
Categorize
As the man with slanty eyes
That goes down the 405
Knows how to surprise
Even the most Anton Ego ego
That lives
More than just a wise
Fool
That makes some shit
That’s pretty dank
That’s pretty splendid
That’s pretty Battousai
That’s pretty Kenshin
And must I mention
That in any form, place, or dimension
I take ascension to the high ground
This is my town
This is my sound
I bet you wouldn’t refuse if I asked
You wanna do the nasty on my couch
Haha
I come with it
The quips that you wish you could equip
That makes our team outdone with it
Mike Dunleavin
In that my name is more than a Devil fruit type
It’s a culture, it’s a brand, Z-O-A-N, is a way of life