I know you hate school, but here is some maths
If you take the world's population and divide
You will soon realise how many people hide
And the pills they take to survive multiplies
It's a shame of how we live, it hurts how we fake
It pains to see people, crying on their feet everyday
But some of us just can't seem to shift the pain
And for some people it goes away but others it gets worse day by day
I have a friend, he struggles to find piece in this world
When constantly tryna find out if his wealth is being held
Whether that's in a low or high, he still tries to find
The reason to the thoughts that make him wanna die and survive
He's been jumping from doctor to doctor like a table tennis game
That seems to have no end, feeling worthless, broke and immense of pain
He told me he don't know if he would be able to feel the same
Like when he was a kid, helpless and enjoying his life's faith