A pessimist who transforms to Optimus in his prime, so even if I'm half dead, I'm half alive
Throw all my half empty glass in a cup, now my cup is runneth over
And I'm about to set it on you like a motherfukking coaster
I'm goin back to what got me here,
yeah cocky, and can't knock being rude off
so fear not my dear, and dry up your teardrops I'm here
