F.Y.I

I never drink and drive I get high and fly we in a deceitful age a friend turn to foe

do you out for a dime government adding insult to injury every industry is

struggling and they spend

there money on stopping the smuggling of a plant while a young man dies from

an underfunded transplant never described to the masses never understood by

the few who hear it commanding your respect

not allot of real people left we caught in the vortex of lawlessness commercialism

runs through our veins we cant cant choose a way to turn without being told by

the man with the reigns dark days

never ending rain as time passes we the ones left out on our assess asking why

the masses are getting attacked by merciless attackers only outlet to speak my

mind becomes intertwined with the

regulations of the man behind the lies freedom of speech has been falsified the

ticking clock for the old to die the next generation is neigh we can continue to

fill there heads with the lies or break the

line real men aint bout the life bitches money and weed aint shit if the results are

just furthering it 13 your old's brains rotting from weed 15 year old's shattered

if they go for a week without it

speak the truth no matter the consequences better to be on the better sides of

the fences the average person left defenseless money being shoveled to the

few have the money to fix this its all twisted

and they aint listening the person has just become a bank account no longer an

individual still we roll the dice on the game called life bust a mahfucker for

looking at you twice nah that aint right what ever happened to being nice.