Wealthy Relative - Marooned lyrics

I've up in the sky like a bird or a plane or a… Umm Rocket falling from grace If there's divinity in this situation I just can't taste it And I'll face it I was elated but stayed basic Like 6 years wasted getting faded on a daily basis Really wasn't worth it but it helped me learn That even if there is a path you have to give yourself a purpose Because you're my sister you're my brother And I've never been above a single one of you Or vice versa The earth hurts the worst when curse words Encourage the urge to murder innocent laughter And I've been chomping at the bit to watch Every last bigot's thoughts get straight shattered And after we pa** event horizon Captain of the ship arises from the ocean grave and lays Down his plan to save the slaves of vice With no disguise Curtain torn and thunder cracks the whip To break the lack of faith And open up these doubtful eyes No supplies needed where we're going I'm hoping to realign my spine With the promise that I've been holding onto for dear life Yes I do get lost sometimes Yes I want to stay lost sometimes I'm fine Yeah So fine Dear life, I hope you last long enough For me to find an answer and feel fine Before I die Forget the pride, stay kind Eliminating egos I'm living it up with nothing but the Peaceful presence of other people And trying harder to stay legal We need an arbiter for the ma**es If we want to see the planet in a sequel And compromising doesn't make a situation equal If there's an evil still creeping in the shadows I will challenge it To a battle of wits and toss it off the top of the steeple Just to see if it can mingle with the eagles Eager to dine with the devil Embellishing hell with the Beatles still stuck in my head right? Beetlejuice thrice, never better off red dead redemption right? Dead Wrong, Hits From the Bong, and Junior Gong No longer on heavy rotation But I don't regret relation to the songs Used to listen to them all night long Got used getting stoned till I couldn't stay calm And wanted to call my mom And tell her that I was wrong About the universe And the source of my social issues I'll gobble down a goblet of guilt While I'm living recluse And I've been living like a recluse Yes I do get lost sometimes Yes I want to stay lost sometimes I'm fine Yeah So fine Since that day I measure my success With the amount of notebooks that I fill Relieve my stress by imaging I'm not real I'll eat the purple pill I want a little bit of both But hope sinks When you drink to beat the thought of d**h (crush stress, crush stress, crush stress) I don't wash my clothes until they start to smell Half the time that I'm alive I think I do believe in hell But the other half I'm apathetic and happy So what does that mean?