(Verse 1)

Built like Kiwi

Wired like Einstein

With the drive of a thousand chauffeurs

A broad definition

Of a definitive broad

I don't know if she chose me

Or if I chose her

(Chorus)

Life is a painting

And I'm soaking in the view

Panorama Extravaganza

(Verse 2)

A well oiled machine

On a one track mind

Lui Kang with the melodies

Usain with the similies

To Hussain all these enemies

A vague introduction

To my end all, be all

Strokes of genius on the canvas of silence, we draw

(Breakdown)

The revolution won't be televised

Unless all the people coincide

Waving picket signs that emphasize

Justice and freedom and things of that nature

Go pro with your prose

Or to teach the unlearned

Your calling's your calling

I'm calling my calling

Can you relay the message?

Until my skin and bones

Both decompose

I'll give it everything I got

Everything I got

Every single time

(Chorus)

Life is a painting

And I'm soaking in the view

Panorama Extravaganza