Mr. Know-it-all

Funny how I have realized People like you so high and wise Telling us how to live our lives Speaking 'bout things you just surmise

They call you Mr. Know-it-all So proud contriving in your clever mind But do you really have the balls Or could it be you're weak inside And that you've got something to hide

Seems like you always know it all What ever I say you're never wrong If this was a game you'd own the ball Time and again the same ol' song Look at you you're never wrong

There are people who want to be At the center of every scene Hard as they try, fail to impress me I'm telling now, you're not supreme