Smoking on something organic, trying to make it all vanish
Get way too high and I panic, did myself critical damage
Still working out the dynamics, mental shit be hard to manage
I don't know how people stand it, working until we all parish
I don't know
But I'll get out the way here you go
You can have all my pay all I want
Is to hide for the day Uncle Sam
Would that be okay
Would that be okay
Why do I gotta ask you for permission
Why don't I get any say in decisions
Why does my vote not change shit for the systems
Why won't the courts ever side with the victims
F*ck the police and reform all the prisons
F*ck if you hate what I said keep a distance
Turn off my tape if you don't wanna listen
IF is different we're here on a mission
So just stay away
Opposition in a cold place
Propositions given two face
We don't co-sign, no way
Gotta raise the blinds, no shade
Tryna co-align, get paid
Uncle Sam denies, no faith
For the dollar sign, we scrape
Face a Columbine, we pray
No action, enough for today
At least that's what they always say