5 Year Plan - Chance The Rapper, Randy Newman

You gotta schedule vacations in your five year plan

You gotta schedule celebrations in your five year plan

You gon' have several revelations in your first five days

In your first five minutes, have your first five fans

For like 45 minutes, take your first shift break

There’s no time for impatience in your five year plan

You got time for hesitation in your five year plan

A lot of shit came at you in a five year span

If you followed your flight plan, you’d be right here prayin'

Eyes closed, right now sayin', Lord of Lords

I know you gave abundantly, even gave up your son for me

No need for sacrifice in my plans

And I love to say your name, it come from my diaphragm

I just had to scare 'em off and draw a line in the sand

Anything you gave to me, they couldn’t pry from my hands

Anything you gave to me, I know it’s right for my brand

I know shortcuts cut short long runs

I seen niggas on one try to wrong one

Get drunk, sing the same song, Kung Jong Swon

Giant mistakes on fee fi foe numb

Got to keep on thumb

You got time for misteppin'

Time for them weapons

Form but not prosper

Time for them lessons

Time for them blessings

Time for first, second

Third, fourth impressions

Time for reflection

Time for confession

Time will heal all

Let’s get up, get stretchin'

Things that’s in the way of my goal

Things that eat away at my heart

That’s just, just the way of the art

I know that I had a good start

I wish I could play a guitar

I, I know that I’m gonna be

Better than I ever was

I told 'em they gonna see

I just want every bottle

Love, love, love

Time has, time has come

Time has, time has come

To be who you are

Be who you are

Time has, time has come

Time has come

To take it all in, take it all in

Take it all in

The time has come

Time has come, time has come

Know who you are

Know who you are

The time has come

Time has come, time has come

To take it all in

Who’s that in the back of the back?

You deserve a plaque and a pat on the back

I see y’all in your Seuss like the Cat in the Hat

With the clean black slacks and the jacket to match

Found your way back like a Cadillac with the flats

Came around like satellite, down like a battle axe

Why do you word insure me like it’s Aflac?

I don’t know, why do birds Burt Bacharach?

Why do worms prefer habitats?

Why did it occur where it happened at?

Why ain’t no apples in Apple Jacks?

Are you ready for The Big Day?

I don’t know, but you’re well on your way

Somebody hurt you really bad

And you don’t know what to do

And you think how so many people live through things like this

Sounds crazy but it’s true

You can get over anything, almost

I’m telling you the truth

The one thing left to say is…