Been around the world, saw the curve
But never Puerto Rico
Stepped into Japan and all the people went harajuku.

In New York, I’m something of a lost cause
Never on the right side, 
I’m flipping over cop cars!

Fighting southpaw with the rats in the shark tank
Pissed that all I see around me is pharmacies and big banks,
A Conspiracy unfolds like 
Chinese democracy 
Traded guns for roses, 
Now the FBI follows me.

Try to sit me down, snap my chat
But I won’t give it up
Try to crack my code, listen up
It’s hidden in the song! 
Gotta let it go, gotta hit em 
While they're soft 
Gotta finish this track 
Before they turn my power off
Cause at the end of the day
Yo, I still gotta eat
And I gotta get the snacks 
for my little furry feet
And nobody gives a damn 
when you’re living on the street
So I might as well die while
I’m still on my beat!

Big banks like to talk a really big game
But they got bailed out and 
Then nothing really changed
They roll out the big tanks 
Whenever they're afraid
Kylie, grab the Pepsi
Cause I need to quench my rage.

Are you refreshed yet?
You think I give a fuck
About gulfstream jet?
Doesn’t mean shit
When you live check to check
And I'm being forced to choose 
Between hunger and the rent 
But I’m not spent, hell bent on
A Peoples War
Making Molotov’s until the
Cops kick down the fucking door.

I got the itch from 
A working class rash
And it burns until 
I spaz and lash out on
Your bougie ass
FUCK MAN! I feel so strange...
Anxiety, that’s my rat in the cage 
And I feed him broken dreams 
So we’re on the same page
When I disconnect the phone 
And zone out for days

Ah shit,
I don't even know where the fuck I'm going with it,
I guess I'll just let the track go for a minute and collect my thoughts...
I bet nobody is even listening anymore
Do you even hear me out there?

Why is everything being built on the street,
Making money off of me (a pharmacy or a big bank?)
Well, at least it's not a prison,

Wait...

Pit Boy

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