I sit on a fence

I sit on a fenceI can see more up hereLife’s never made senseSo I’ll stay atop a white picketA place to restI’m lucky I’ve got a place to call homeBut kings who hate their self don’t sit on a throneI’ll grow upGet down from hereCan’t think of anything to sayNeed another ice cold beerMore gearLess fearKnowing you can’t do lifeAll u can is cheer