Sitting drinking liquor as I choke on the smoke, I'm cold watching whores shovel coke up their nose, they lifted singing laugh's that they grabbed from this powder, found god's in a dime bag while I'm callin' em' cowards, they grabbed an escape, while drink's clinkin' for cheers, paralysed to a substance cause it's crippled their fears, nose candy got her standing like something is sweet, til' that taste of regret has her fucking to eat, floats to their brains strange thought's turned to bliss, this chemical romance is that father they missed, Agnostic their talk but they're callin' to god, when this prophet they lost swallows their thoughts, my generation grown into barely grown children, twenty something do-nothing's married on' feeling's, you're sad, too mad? take a pill for your troubles, til' you double your dosage stop feeling your struggles, but who am I to judge while i'm guzzling buds, fuck sluts to escape like that substance they snuff, But these kids having kids in a cycle that broken, So I sip my liquor until I'm finding my omen... I'm hoping the future is a place of destruction, so the structure we're stuckin'll get replaced with adjustment I'm always thinking of the end, the end is all that I fear, struggle means nothing when your fucking coffin is here, I don't know if god exists or I've been missing his signs, if atheisms right and the religious are blind, but what's to believe, I've seen death in my youth, til' I grew older hopin' that my deaths never true, but maybe these truths aren't truths when you die, and your eyes are fleshy nothings that'll prove it's a lie and through nothing there's something that'll prove the divine, and this structure we're stuck in is a muse for the blind, until then, I'm blinded by the prophet of youth, pretending that transcendence is a bottle of booze

PART 1: [Are you ready???] for an ugly fucking creature who's fiending for understanding, Underhanded deals too real to understand it's - Either deal drugs, or stay stuck on the system, but stay sucking on suds cause it's fucked how we're living, my flesh dirty, thirsting for a way to be clean, Seen monsters eating from the plate of their seeds, The fuck is it worth, birthed children from scum, Then tell 'em to clean up when they burdened by drugs Growing ups snuffed by the beasts that they follow, Swallow their hearts until their feelings are hollow, Where I'm from scum stays smeared proudly on sleeves, Thieves found drowning in the power of greed What's the point of living when my visions in death, Depressed thoughts haunt me. til Im crippled with stress, Divorce rising, dieing children thriving on meds, til' they're dead cause these meds slowly frying their heads, snakes yap their's mouth doubt's drip from their fangs, til' you sip deadly venom's that're tricking your plans, this route's broken hoping to get lost from this stress, but instead, all my footprints are fatherless steps Chained to these lies til you're locked in a sentence from these hot headed exes who're dropping domestics, This cycle is psycho cause we live in a system, where wolf crying liars have you living in prison We all die, I'm trying to find the meaning of life, But only seeing that the meaning means I'm breathing to die, But what's it even worth cause I step from my cells, And this chatter's only matter thats expressing it self, skip the metaphysics cause we're living in shit, And our visions only grippin' onto wisdom from bliss, Guess we're gratified til we finding the worth, Of reckless consumption had us dieing from birth, So we aren't worth shit but a spliff and some liquor, Tryna hit those again thinking we lived for the better But fuck it PART 2: Are you ready for this life, light never exists, Are you ready for the pain, til' we stressin' to live, We all mentally ill, the coughin' never exists, doctors coughin' up bullshit by presenting us 'scripts, I remember goon's tryna kick in my door, I'm a kid thinking what they tryna get in here for, Yellin "you're fucking dead" I'm scared for my life, Mother's screaming, I'm feeling like we'll barely survive, but it stopped, that feelin' still stuck with me though, feelin' scared of the world, there's no comfort at home, so how you gonna fix that trauma with pills? you can cough up some scripts, but the monsters still kill, so I learned to be cold, and hold back my emotions, Lock up my pain and feel trapped til' im hopeless, So are you ready for this life, light never exists, Are you ready for the pain, til' we stressin' to live?

Mind over matter, but this chatter persists, where I sit and fixate on why matter exists, What's the point of living, we're all gonna die, call it a lie, but truth is what all of us fight, I try to sleep but seeing all my fears when I drift, til my hearts pounding to the fear of fearing I'm sick, and with every beat I'm seeing I'm not mentally well, wish this beat ceased and I could step from this cell, but after life It's like I don't really know what's after, that chatter's speaking like "you know it's in a casket," what's the point of living, we living for death, but my Doc said scripts will fix up my head, said this pill kills all those thoughts that're bleak, but maybe I'm weak, cause these pill's are all that I seek, that sound's a little simple, but I'm hopin' I'll feel, like my life's a little brighter from the hope in these pills CHORUS: A couple milligrams, give me the scripts, give me the scripts, gimme scripts til my vision is fixed, but all I see are weak creatures sold on a dream, cause they lock em' in scripts like they holdin' the key, A couple milligrams, give me the scripts, give me the scripts, gimme scripts til my vision is fixed, but all I see are weak creatures sold on a dream, cause they lock em' in scripts like they holdin' the key I was young my father died I tried to know what it meant, but I know my whole life I tried to grow from cement, a metaphor I adore cause life was hard and I wasn't, and this talk of mental health wasn't-part of discussions, but just cause we talking doesn't mean that it's fixed, and in all of these scripts I think I'm seeing the script, I can act like there's truth in the use of these drugs, but I'm stuck, cause the truth means refusing this crux, depressed cause your father died, they hand you a pill, not the tools to cope with how you'd naturally feel, It's too hard, fuck it, lets give em some scripts, but how are scripts gonna fix me living in shit, growing up with no heat, I struggled to live, but they promising warmth in a couple of scripts? guess it's mind over matter, but this chatter persists, cause only matter's on my mind is what happiness is CHORUS A couple milligrams, give me the scripts, give me the scripts, gimme scripts til my vision is fixed, but all I see are weak creatures sold on a dream, cause they lock em' in scripts like they holdin' the key, A couple milligrams, give me the scripts, give me the scripts, gimme scripts til my vision is fixed, but all I see are weak creatures sold on a dream, cause they lock em' in scripts like they holdin' the key

Followed my dreams but seems death and regret, stay stitched in my mind between depression and sex, thought love was only physical, my miserable mind, had me believing my worth was in the hips I could grind, but I'd find my worth was in a couple of grams, a petty weed dealer barely touchin' a grand, chilled with the older dudes and thought I was cool, cause this life was realer that the topics in the schools, bottles passed laughing and clouded with smoke, I stayed shaking that crack smell outta my coat, Psychopaths staring as they laugh in your face, Claiming they're hungry as they grabbing your cake, Not having your back so they stare at you blind, so better stare in their eyes or they'll tear out your spine, I suffer while the upper class is calling me filthy, but fuck if I die cause hungers already killed me Lost in my psyche while I struggle with demons, don't know if I'm strong or just numbed to my feelings, they talk bout profits but we're living with none, and reflecting through silver spoons a vision of crumbs, These hunger pains'll test your endurance, the relaxing with cash while you stress bout insurance, too stressed 'bout money can't focus in school, surrounded by rich kids that are hopin' I'll lose, maybe I'm crazy, or I'm lost in aggression they're living on handouts while they talk 'bout oppression, how can you relate when you've never been broke, but comment on the poor like you're stresses are close, so I stay mean mugging at the back of the bus, Capture glances of those who never had it as rough

Everyone's dieing, I'm trying to figure the worth, of mothers living off a system that's giving 'em percs, the sense that it makes is some that dropped from her pockets, into profits for some dudes that're dropping her oxies, pop another one her sun is done for the day, til she's aching in the dark and has to fund her escape, steal a couple purses just to purchase her fix, until she's broken again and starts pursing her lips, suck a couple cocks, for that rock that she's lightin', til she's strikin' her veins to make that flame more exciting', her daughter's at home, slowly growing up broken, chokin' back crack smoke til' that broke goes unnoticed, track mark's racing to a cocktail of death, Til all thats left is a child with some fatherless steps, So guess copings a hope when she bottles the hurt, Til it bursts and her worths in a bottle of percs, Everyone's dieing, Everyone's dieing [repeated] Everyone's dieing, with dreams of blowing up, Peter pans with teenage plans of never growing up but reality sucks when they actually face it, til their dreams of fame become passions that faded, So fuck trying again they just act like they did it, and hate the successful cause they actually live it, so their flaws are their future and they dabble in drugs, shake for acceptance til they're after a buzz, their diligence lacking cause they're raised in a system, where disappointment's a norm we never gave to our children, so when they actually feel it, that pressure is climbing, til they burst into pieces... cause everyone's dieing

I don't want to die but I'm living in scum... [repeated] Human forms hunched over cold from haunting your block, rotting thoughts brought on from the toxin's they bought, their judgement is clouded cause that's we're they stay, til' floating is hopeless and reality breaks, Their lost steppin' slow cause their psyche it rots, Til their thoughts start joggin' to the price of a rock, Lust for this drug, love'll have 'em insane, So they slingin' a ring to get their lover to stay, you have what they want, so they'll haunt you at night, see angels in crack smoke, it follow's the light, billows of smoke slowly pillow their hopes, til' they drift into bliss from the wisdom they smoke, til' floating is hopeless and reality breaks, and their judgement is clouded cause that's where they stay, so they fall from the sky cause their dreaming is done, and reality hits them, now they're fiending for scum CHORUS Tryna' break free while we chained to our worth, tryna' stay clean while we bathing in dirt, Living with nothing but we're living for funds, Told us to clean up but we're living in scum,. Tryna' break free while we chained to our worth, tryna' stay clean while we bathing in dirt, Living with nothing but we're living for funds, Told us to clean up but we're living in scum VERSE 2: No father figures, figured that I'm destined for scum, Said to suck it up but never fucking went through the slums, Single parent structure stuck seeing I'm weak, hunger pains'll drain you til' fiending to eat, outsiders judge, stuck with silly assumptions, keep feeding you lies but still fill you with nothing, I'm fucking filthy, dirty, rotten, broken and bruised, thoughts haunt me, taunting slowly hopin' I'll lose, I'll never be shit, sick, scorned by the sun, cause the light never reached those born into scum, Sick'a all this stress, went driftin' through the dirt, But through dirt, there's stress, so I'm living to work, Bust my ass, trapped tryin' hope for the best, But instead I open bottle's tryna cope with stress, Born into scum, I'm stuck facing traditions, Cause we either stay struggling or slaves to addiction CHORUS Tryna' break free while we chained to our worth, tryna' stay clean while we bathing in dirt, Living with nothing but we're living for funds, Told us to clean up but we're living in scum,. Tryna' break free while we chained to our worth, tryna' stay clean while we bathing in dirt, Living with nothing but we're living for funds, Told us to clean up but we're living in scum These beasts eat speech out the mouths of the saints, spit out tainted phrases til their cowardice fades, sell flesh, death, drugs and the power that's with it, that's dinner for three cause there's power in digits, toxicity feasts as these beasts on the block, growlin' at the pigs tryna eat out their trough, hot headed dreaded thought's hurting their minds, til these beasts eat your moment's and they're serving their time I'm stuck in the middle brittle broken and bruised, monsters riddle my mind tryna choke on my youth, Growing ups crushed by the burden of stress, And my breaths only steps to that burden of death, So growing is crude cause goons haunt me at night, They spring from the dirt cause they stalking the light, Guess light only shines on bundles of cash, While we stuck in this scum tryna run from the past

Im in the scum, fuck looking up, I'm feeling numb, fuck looking up, I'm broken and weak, fuck looking up, I hope I'll be free, but what's looking up... Im in the scum, fuck looking up, I'm feeling numb, fuck looking up, I'm broken and weak, fuck looking up, I hope I'll be free, but what's looking up... People dieing this summer, I wonder what is it worth, our birth promises moments 'til we stuck in the dirt, So we cling to escapes to try escapin' our fate, but our fate is with time and time makes no mistakes, We all serving time, but think purpose can save us, and some found it in God while they serve it in cages, guess the best I can hope is that we cope with our time, by distracting ourselves with the hopes of the blind I hope, I hope, I hope for the best...

I hope my mother gets rich, and lives comfortable now, and takes the love that she has to start loving herself, I hope my sister grows and know how to forgive, and knows all she endured gave her power within, I hope my brother'll change and find peace in himself, and see a piece of his heart is where he's seein' his wealth, My little brother, he's stuck but I hope that he sees, everything that's he done, he's done better than me, I hope that my friends'll just mend their mistakes, and face all'a the snakes without echoing hate, And I hope we can grow and know emotions exist, without coasting on pain like we hope it'll drift, I hope that the world'll get structured and fixed, to give all of us hope and only love'll persist, I'm hoping to feel I'm not masking emotions, but I'm actually happy, and I laugh cause it's real CHORUS: Distracted from pain cause we looking for hope, Thinking we're sane cause we looking for hope, No action happens cause we looking hope, trapped in madness cause we looking for hope, Distracted from pain cause we looking for hope, Thinking we're sane cause we looking for hope, No action happens cause we looking hope, trapped in madness cause we looking for hope I'm tryna' stay afloat, hope's drowning me slow, cause my hopes aren't action to get outta this hole, Whole families depressed, I'm stressed, trapped in my speech, preach' "It's all right" like, "we'll get back on our feet," Empty phrases, break us to a cynical mould, of finding warmth in words while we drift to the cold, We frozen and hopin' light'll slowly exist, but drift back to the cold, it's like hopin's a trick, need action to change, but we focus on hope, til' our focus is hopeless cause we know it's a joke, that we play on ourselves, but still doing it like, "I hope for the better" til' it bruises our sight, Action is blurred cause words stuck in their hopes, til' we choke on that phrase and stop lusting for growth hesitation will eat you when you swallow this mould, cause I call 'em excuses while you calling it hope CHORUS: Distracted from pain cause we looking for hope, Thinking we're sane cause we looking for hope, No action happens cause we looking hope, trapped in madness cause we looking for hope, Distracted from pain cause we looking for hope, Thinking we're sane cause we looking for hope, No action happens cause we looking hope, trapped in madness cause we looking for hope

Mother's crying I'm dying it fucks with my health, felt selfish for tryna to fucking comfort myself, found role models in old bottles of Old-E, hopes swallowed in old problems I hold deep, the liquor just hit's us til we float to the night, Shots darken our vision til' we hoping for fights," they fought for respect like their future was done, but I grew up asking where's that future we won? Hope's a crutch when we broke as fuck, So guess money's a future I'll just hope for us, sitting in class mixing gin from my flask, fast sippin that bliss feelin' lifted at last, the fuck do I say, cause I'm stuck in a place, where I lust for mistakes while I structure my fate, so growing older now I try picturing life, sippin' liquors bitter fuck it like I'm living to die I'm sick of fearing death, left stressed cause of life, self loathing coldness all that entered my sight, Lost in my eyes, cried from thoughts that I'll die, was seven dreading that there's no god in sky, tryna' transcend but I'm sick of the stress, that's bitterly hitting me til' I'm living for death, I'm haunted by ghosts, hopes trapped in the past, Seen my dreamin' in demons til' they hand me a flask, Swallowed escapes til' I'm hollow to pain, Liquor eating my stress, til' it swallows my brain, this medication the meditation for the scum, We educated in medicating til we numb, Other's poppin' needles but we better than that, as we laugh at the hopeless, sippin' death from a glass, guessin' transcendence isn't bottles of booze, bruise my psyche til I gotta get loose

Live from that scum, never finding the sun, where the snakes dwell yellin' til they blinding the young, Fatherless children swallow toxin's for healing, sick'a of ourselves, selfish and lost to our feelings, we don't wanna die but we living in scum, seen gun's, son slipped, now his living is done, drenched in the dirt, hurt's a place I despise, but it hurt's cause the dirt keeps scraping my eyes, seeing clear never happens when I'm trapped in this box, where they box me in a list of all the things that I'm not, wish my father's piece of mind was piecing me in, missin' pieces got me wishin I could see him again, his two-cents were blue prints for making a man, but I'm two cent's short of obtaining his plans, so I sit here bored, scorn my place on the earth, with my hands on some scum and my face in the dirt CHORUS: I needed to burnout for the light to exist, I left all the pain for the right to persist, Different route's out me into knowing myself, I needed to burnout to grow from this hell, I needed to burnout for the light to exist, I left all the pain for the right to persist, Different route's out me into knowing myself, I needed to burnout to grow from this hell, I'm bored of being weak, seeing death, seeing freaks, I'm bored of being stressed, needing sex for relief, I'm bored of being tired, fired up until I'm melting, I'm bored of fearing liars, tired of always feeling selfish, I'm bored of being bored but never changing my route, in the same place doing what I'm complaining about, It used to excite me, but I'm lost in my head, searching for the right route through these fatherless steps, It used to excite me, but it's boring me now, but that boredom is torture that's bogging me down, It's all of the scum that's been boring my mind, Used to think it was fun, now It's distorting my sight, I can cry about my father or just figure it out, and figure that I'm bored of crying til' I live for the now, I can cry about my father or just figure it out, and figure that I'm bored of crying til' I live for the now I'm burnt out

Being complacent means you're accepting your fate, so do something about it, or just regret where you stay, cause if you're life sucks then you should make up your mind, cause you can use an excuse, or you could change up your life, so you're weak, do some pushups and master that shit, too stupid, use book's to just master your wit, no money that's crummy, start touchin' those offers, that you're seeing for work until you're stuck in an office, but you say you're miserable so you're looking again, atleast you got money so you'll look like the man, no bitches? broke shit is, what you had in the past, so your problem is charm, and just having them laugh, approach women with wisdom until' you're getting some numbers, til' your number one of those ones is giving you loving, now you're loving that one who keeps on she strutting her stuff, but insecurity means she doesn't love you enough, so she's holding you back, and you move to another, you were only some sucker that she was using comfort, guess you're bitter to women cause your ego is bruised, so you're stinging with venom to any woman who moves, well that sucks you were used but you should make up your mind, cause you can use an excuse, or you could change up your life, sitting complacent means you're accepting your fate, so do something about it, or just regret where you stay, So fuck waiting on others and just do it yourself, then experience life and you'll view it as wealth, cause I used to be a geek, weak, scared of working out, started workin' on my confidence, women lurking now, hitting the books a crook who'd talk like a dummy, but I stepped to construction just to pocket some money, Knowledge is wealth and I'm living with both, so fuck an excuse cause I'm living to grow

PART 1: CHORUS: I've been through the scum, but it's looking up, I've been feeling numb, but it's looking up, I've felt broken and weak, but it's looking up, My friends hopeless and bleak, but it's looking up, I've been through the scum, but it's looking up, I've been feeling numb, but it's looking up, I've felt broken and weak, but it's looking up, My friends hopeless and bleak, but it's looking up People dieing this summer, I wonder what is it worth, our birth promises moments 'til we stuck in the dirt, It's hard being happy when you're trapped in a place, where depression's your crutch when you're standing with snakes, It's hard being happy when you grow alone, broke hopin' you're worth more than a broken home, It's hard being happy when you're families depressed, always stressed out cause we feeling stranded in debt, But I'm happy now, cause I can stand on my feet, been striding through school with a plan to succeed, I'm happy now, I found the love of my life, the love in her heart always structures me right, I'm happy now, cause It's all about health, moved my focus from money and found knowledge of self, but people dieing this summer and I guess what it's worth, is knowing one day I'll die, til' I'm stuck in the dirt, and that's ok that's ok CHORUS: I've been through the scum, but it's looking up, I've been feeling numb, but it's looking up, I've felt broken and weak, but it's looking up, My friends hopeless and bleak, but it's looking up, I've been through the scum, but it's looking up, I've been feeling numb, but it's looking up, I've felt broken and weak, but it's looking up, My friends hopeless and bleak, but it's looking up And everything's ok, Lifes been good, life's been great, I'm travelling now, I grow with each new road that I'm travelling down, When I'm feeling lost is when I'm finding myself, health is great, I'm in shape, now I'm finding my wealth, even though I had to work hard to get to this place, working hard taught me how to get through mistakes, some grew in the slums and still loving to hurt, and I pray they can grow before they're stuck in the dirt... PART 2: CHORUS: Some grew in the slums, but still loving to hurt, and I pray they can grow before they stuck in the dirt, Some grew in the slums, but still loving to hurt, and I pray they can grow before they stuck in the dirt, It's looking up, looking at the ways that I grew, It's looking up, looking at myself for the truth, It's looking up, looking at the ways that I grew, It's looking up, looking at myself for the truth Was looking up now I only look to myself, Looking for money? Fuck it, just look for your health, I can't buy time but I'm spending it right, by spending my time on correcting my life, I can be another poor kid who hopes for the best, or step beyond the poor shit and grow from the stress, I'm not saying it's right that nights growing were cold, or that my home so broken that I'm chokin' from mould, I'm saying to grow and find strength in your health, Cause when everyone dies, you'll need strength in yourself CHORUS: I grew in the slums, scum fucked with my worth, but I know we can grow before we stuck in the dirt, I grew in the slums, scum fucked with my worth, but I know we can grow before we stuck in the dirt, It's looking up, looking at the ways that I grew, It's looking up, looking at myself for the truth, It's looking up, looking at the ways that I grew, It's looking up, looking at myself for the truth Some living for drugs cause drugs giving them hope, we know nothing of self so we living to cope, I always think of the truth, truth's all that you need, truth shows you your fears and calls when you're weak, If you question the call, these answers hurt when you know, but through pain you'll gain cause your purpose'll grow, I'm not preaching I'm just speaking only the truth, but my truth's might not be the truest for you, but the truths that I know that'll always exist, Is if you seek truth, you'll find where to begin