It's been hard for me to understand
What's the primary plan
Thing's getting out of hand I'm bout to fly off this wasteland
There's too many morons on this planet
I can't stand it
You showing true colors so I set fire to the canvas
Where's the connection at man I demand it
We on different frequencies this is going nowhere
We stuck in traffic
We live in an era of chumps
This groove aint for everyone
Ya'll baked your minds in the sun
Wake me up when all this is done
I've just realized I'm in the wrong place
This party aint for me
Ya'll yap away, my head stay absentee
Internet gangstas, privileged fools
Raised up eating food on their parents laps with silver spoons
You think you bad but crying like a wah pedal when the beat stomps on you
Doctor Doom, I'm airing out the fumes
We due for something new
We become what we choose
You either a bitch, or you keep it cool
Don't get your head bruised,
Tripping over yourself trying to reach the roof
We live in an era of chumps
This groove aint for everyone
Ya'll baked your minds in the sun
Wake me up when all this is done
I've just realized I'm in the wrong place
This party aint for me
Ya'll yap away, my head stay absentee
Don't become a villain trying to overcome the struggle
Hiding behind a mask wanting to watch it all crumble
Don't become a villain trying to overcome the struggle
Hiding behind a mask wanting to watch it all crumble
Living in a holy hell
Wether you succeed, wether you fail