[Verse 1] Six-figure salary and still not fed up with insanity Sound like you are mentally ill And I still wonder why you keep chasing the dollar bill So fix your lips your hips, acting like 20 and you can't come to grips With the plague ordinary people call age You are working overtime, as a banker Organized crime, leather shoes, expensive watch, big mansion Still you cry at night [Chorus] Now let it be said, you should be f**ing dead Let it be said, you should be dead [Verse 2] How sweet, your kids in the backseat while you smoke and work on the next tweet
Everyone in the gang so happy, then it ends with a bang A piece of processed food in the corner of your mouth When you pushed her south and because the man that you did not plan It was like you could not command your own body. You could not withstand Done, when done, cash in the hand, zip your pants up, back to a happy marriage and family land [Chorus] x2 [Bridge] x2 When I feel down and low In the city of cold where the snow falls And no flowers seem to grow We try to go out on tour We try to ignore the insecure media who*es burning out of control [Chorus]