(CHORUS)
The light from the street lamp illuminate the dark,
as the homeless, and impoverished fall asleep up in the park

this is what you see when you run around leaving your mark,
your teeth must be sharp in the sea of hungry sharks.
(1st Verse)

As I'm sparking up this blunt
I'm thinking to myself, will my generation ever break free from this spell?
Society tells me that if I wanna survive,

I better get a nine to five
cuz I still look at myself through the eyes of other people
who despise, and are deceitful,

who don't see me as an equal,
they say I'm just a sequel,
that I'm gonna end up picking trash, like a seagull at the beach,

the blood sucking leech, attaches to my back,
it's killing me secretly so that I can't fight back,
the only remedy are the spraycans sitting in my backpack

the game I play is as deadly as anthrax,
our system is just like a rat trap,
you either get away with the cheese or you get snapped up,

I was always that troublemaker that would act up,
the home made marker maker that would tag up.
(CHORUS X2)

(2nd Verse)
Problems with the law always sprang up,
dank bud, fat caps, good snacks, good friends is all I need

Somehow the world is still being run by greed,
pumping out oil making my earth bleed,
human beings are nothing but a parasitical disease,

I can't even trust the godamned food that I eat,
I can't even trust the godamned air that I breathe,
I've always stood strong on my own two feet,

but sometimes the weight makes me wanna drop down too my knees,
as soon as the pig yells out freeze,
you better start running for your freedom

cuz I fought the law, and I got defeated
but I didn't a $#&@, my vandal actions were repeated
my mentality was unimpeded, you're too busy with your cream and

I'm crawling around at night,
writing my name on everything in sight.
(CHORUS X2)

(3rd Verse)
If this tagging %#@! ain't right,
then I'm just gonna live wrong for the rest of my life

strife cuts through my soul,
like a knife cuts through butter
before I crawl out of this hole

I have too end the clutter that clogs up my thoughts
cuz any day you can get double crossed
so bend over, and kiss that $$# for your boss,

and get the money no matter what the cost,
even if it has you living life like a robot.