Slow

No time for stop drop and roll We already live our lives balancing one foot on a ten foot pole Hopeless cases only know click-clack blow Children trying to shine never get a chance to glow Girls wanting to fit in only hear them holler ho Already as a kid only a couple things she doesn't know Boys' only concern is to perfect that give and go Praying he and his friends stop dreaming and wake up to go pro In a fast talking world he must begin to slow Or he won't be trusted as far as his little brother can throw