Late Nights In My 2004 Malibu

(album: Thanks For The Cheddar, Vol. I: 53,594 Dreams Interpreted - 2021)

Everything feels stupid, stupid dumb
I've got 3 jobs but no rent for this month
Working class is hell, save up and buy a gun
Tell your kids you love them, you're sick of everyone
I have a disease, it's the american dream
Get away with anything 'cause of the color of my skin
Sounds corrupt to me, thank your God you'll never hear this one
State of panic, sense of self, organized submission
Your ego shines thru, you've got an eagle-eye view
Desert Eagle birthday party, Summer Slam fool
The vision's not the same when you just stand there and complain
Obsess over anything but working on yourself
You see what it means to me? You see how I feel about you?
You see what you tell yourself to believe is happening right in front of you
And now I feel food sick from taking all this damage
I don't care, man, what you think, just treat me with respect

Ohhh