Wake up in the morning awaiting the day that comes. Just to go to school to see the s*uts making lumps sums, seeing freshmen lacing they gum, makes me think "maybe it's just me or everyone's dumb."
[Verse 2- Orion Night]
I'm a f**ing government statistic, going ballistic, I feel as if my fortune is nothing but distant, because this bullsh** in life is always persistent
[Verse 3- Orion Night]
But then again my minds bad as sin, but more sharp than sliced tin, but more corroded than a rusted than a rusted bin, and don't get me started with the pen
[Verse 4- Orion Night]
Don't let me forget about the majority of two-one-nine b**hes, so let me speak in sublime pitches
These b**hes think it's good to be naughty, strutting a** and sticking chode in their body, brainwashed by promises made to them for a f**ing Bugatti from their pants sagging pants swagging f*g boyfriend, saying he makes end, threatening to shoot you with a twelve gauge shotty
Cheezetown
[Verse 5- Orion Night]
Or if you're a poor blight, you might catch a couple-a-youngsters scuffling in a fight, or even shoot you with an air gun when they're out of sight, and they're always riding mopeds when they're high as a kite
Groups of kids trying to make a gang, selling sess, under sight of press, because they heard a track from Wu-Tang
Adults get told this all the time, but they think their white flight town is all so sublime
But really it's a h**n market for whoever you want to make a dime, and if you pull out the wrong move they'll ring your brain like a wind chime
[Verse 6- Orion Night]
And all the old people freak when they see a poor chump with a pellet lodged in his thigh, the sight makes them want to cry, and the cops don't do anything and don't try
Because they're in the same boat, stealing d** out of the locker buying themselves a fancy new coat
And there's really no debate, for the mess that they create, but we don't revolt instead we just masturbate, so we shouldn't call it a coffin but a pre-determined fate, but my time's coming late, and i'm going to flip off hells gate
So all in all, its a fare share, for a bold dare
Ya know?
And now some poser prep kids trying to make a drug ring, that keeps the wallet biggity busting and makes the fat b**h sing, they pile upon the Adderal Alto153 and star to fling, and its almost as bad as the s*uts and their Saturday flings
My school's a mess, every time I'm in the bathroom snuffs on the floor and kids be selling sess, so what you talking about Mr. principal when you be saying our schools the best?
I get legal flashbacks from back in the day, where I was caught with hydrocodone but not with a jay, I think about it too much n start crackin, how'd I actually do opium and start jacking, and beat myself up for the common sense I was lacking, but I still murder these beats with a pa**ion, I'd go to the counsilers but hey they have no idea what they doin, my a** they're a shoe in, people freak out about these stout lyrics I be brewing