21 in the sun with no gun
Hoax ain't no fun
I'm feeling stressed
It weigh like a ton
Pressure on my tongue
Dust in my lungs
State 47 get second to none
The population dropping from pill popping
Like a son sent to war with nothing but a gun
Sent back in a coffin
Thinking something that he done could have positive outcome
But he'll be left without one
Cause they sold him out
As soon as he couldn't out run
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