I am going to be honest

I see some problems, is it only me?

It can't be,

but it might just be

Are you all blind

Don't you feel a little confined?

Has suburbia been creating zombies

all this time?

There's a reason to the rhythm,

and you will find

An overpopulated earth has led to an unconscious mind

Were all weeds

With prayer beads

Watching primetime on

war crime while

moms sing racist nursery rhythms

Ok so you really think this world is just fine?

Check yourself

Step back and let's listen

I've got to tell you this life ain't fiction

Some mastered diction

Which lead to endless eviction

And racial friction

Suppressed stories labeled under historical nonfiction

Well yikes it sucks, but I have a prediction

Were all weeds

With prayer beads

Watching primetime on

war crime while

moms whisper racist nursery rhythms

A history riddled in crime

Ok so you really think this world is just fine?

Years will pass and fear will grow

From there the stress will start to show

Stress on the planet means stress on you and me

As the caps shift, the trash island will fill the sea

We'll reminisce to a time where we lived stress free

I'll say yup, were all fucked, its overpopulation baby

and ya, I think we'll keep on heating up, we'll see

But I guess most just want to sit back, let earth be

That simple truth is really quite sad to me

I'll try my luck, so here's my plea

Were all weeds

With prayer beads

Watching primetime on

war crime while

moms whisper racist nursery rhythms

A history riddled in crime

Ok so you really think this world is just fine?