A poem I wrote about this piece that should be read aloud with Autotune:
"Is life is just a sad dad Working that 9to5 to get a bag? Always bad, missing those feelings that he used to have?
Just let it go, no restraint, Or just hold it in until you faint. Then wake up and draw a sad heart in Microsoft Paint
When in doubt, cry it out, always the same. Don't pout, turn about, feel the pain. And see these rainbows through the rain."