Street Sects Tomorrow Is A Trap
Well I carry my life in a flask
And I'm not ashamed to admit I've got no use for a glass
I've never lived inside an actual home
Unless you would call a f..cking jail cell a home
I guess I'm what your friends might call
Another product of moral decay
Walk on water, knock on wood
Your love is not enough
Count your blessings, lower your guard
Do you think you've won?
Well I don't
Care if I sink down
Lower than your light
You said this would kill me
It turns out that you were right
The way your family bails you out
Your struggle is a joke
Nothing ever sticks to you
Your color is a cloak
Go ahead and call the law
You'd better hope they arrive in time
It took you decades to build your life
It takes a second for me to blow it apart
Kill your family, kill your friends
Their love is what f..cked you up
Count your money, it's all that you are
Do you think your life is worth more than mine just because you were born into wealth?
Well I don't
Care if you go down
You deserve the hit
You said you would help me
It turns out you're full of shit
The way our future fails us now
Tomorrow is a trap
No one gets above that line
Not without the cash
