Were you not listening?
Heroin dealers crane their necks toward young beauty
I want no part of this
The road to enlightenment is littered with bones and body bags
Its just a concept until it isn't
Vice shops sell bubbles at five dollars a pop that shatter on impact
My teeth are turning brown and chipping
The clutter on the table is getting out of hand again
There's no money left
Live inside these minutes
We keep our food locked behind plexiglass, guarded with guns and cameras
While the cops viciously attack the sick and starving in the street
This means war
People are dumb animals when hungry
When f*cking
When on drugs
People are dumb animals that don't watch their backs
I smell the fear
"Wisely and slowly, they stumble that run fast"
I stole that line
"I've never seen the water so high in my poison life"
I stole that line too
But that doesn't make it any less
True
This means war
This means war
I've lived life in a glass box
The water is rising