I was told when it rains it pours,
I paid the costs to cross out all this pain of course,
The fast life, Living its a dangerous choice,
Freedom of speech but no one got the range of voice,
To speak to the youths and children of the environment,
White flag, we quit like its retirement,
Divided replies but united we stand?
What?? Me to the governments a unanimous man,
Woah.. I hold the cross in my forearm tightly,
Seeing all these funerals nightly is so cruel..
Look its likely, Gang wars sorta like the ninetys,
Worlds f***ed up, someone tell me when my flight leaves,
Cause Im going going and Im gone,
Just gimmie another hit of the bong and im gone,
Cause Im leaving all that drama where it belongs,
And living good right after this song,
Come ride with me..