Hesan - Jail Bait lyrics

[verse 1: Hesan] Let's take a journey hypothetically into the streets Here's a boy who's getting stoned, looking for some peace He never knew his parents, his destiny was chosen I can't say his name because he don't even know it Standing at a robot asking people for some change But they act like his invisible or publicly deranged One kind soul decides to give him 20 Rand Now he's faced with a decision with the money in his hands He could buy some bread, been hungry for days But he would rather buy glue or marijuana for the pain Food gives him strength to realize his situation But when he's high, he resides in his imagination Smoking on this spliff wanting to escape this tragedy Til a cop siren snaps him back into reality The next thing he knew he felt a knock against his head He woke up in a cell and his face was painted red [Chorus] It's just jail bait, cos' my life is stale mate I got jail bait cos' my life is stale mate I'm hooked on this jail bait cos' my life is stale mate It's just jail bait, jail bait, jail bait It's just jail bait, cos' my life is stale mate I got jail bait cos' my life is stale mate I'm hooked on this jail bait cos' my life is stale mate It's just jail bait, It's just jail bait [Verse 3: U.G] Uh Looking after cars is a hard job when you starved But I'll do it to get through so I don't get locked behind bars Because I see my future when I see two lights coming near Even if it's a two rand or a fifty cent my dear Please I need it, my life is defeated I'm looking for meaning in this world which depletes it I admit I'm worthless using your money to dull this pain The shame as an abandoned orphan without a last name Munching on this stale bread 'cuz my life is stale, mate Now I take this jail bait 'cuz my life is in a stale mate Abusing tik, I'm tick tocking my clock of life away Coughing all night and day allowing it to scoop half my brain away Away, away until I have no memories Feeling the breeze and the warmth on my lip from my nose bleed From the beating these cops are giving, for escaping this hard living Now I'm staring at the ceiling thinking of ending it in prison [Chorus] [Verse 3: Sloo Pharo] Won't sing sing bout mutha-f**ing bling bling I bring hot sh**, that zinger wing ring sting Ouch, the method of my methin, is pure Just to make it clear as crystal, understanding is yours Break the bad sh**, take the van quick Hallucinating acid, rake cash, stay gashed, bake the hash b**h They tried to make me go to rehab, I set in on fire What happens when I'm wired, and you make me mad, I desire A green bag, retired from dreams, sleep black Reality wakes my eyes, vividly, so they bleed back Roam cities looking east asian, sniffin the blow Only have 1 nostril as a result of the coke I hope I'm not hooked, broken bridged and imprisoned Barred behind my bars, soul controlled by the system Am I just another fish in the sea Waiting to get baited into living diseased [Chorus]