Kiyām
See I sit in my bed all day
Depressed as f*ck
Cll up in my head
Cnd I think it's okay
Nothing mattered
My old man used to take me to heaven
In his mind
I'm sure he just wants to spend
Some time with his boy
Fighting for custody
Over a child
Who don't pay no mind
If the wind blew him he would go
Nothing mattered but the cigarettes and weed
Starting shit, feeling free
Kiyām baby let it be
Ride them bikes down the block
Getting high to past a little time
Bumping up on the block
Little villains turning heads
"F*ck the man, shoot em dead "
Youthful thoughts can turn a eye
Youthful words combine, is just as
Useful as a corporate meeting.
What's the f*cking meaning?
The rich wages wars the poor will suffer?
Kiyām let it be
Baby
Let it be