First World Problem Child

Lyrics

[Chorus: Drew York] Every rich white kid's got something to say Shut the fuck up [Verse 1: Drew York] First world problem child Yo, you lost your way, born on easy street Never step foot on MLK Easy living in your position with a white last name Pre-conditioned to be the villain Another suburban day [Chorus: Drew York] Every rich white kid's got something to say Shut the fuck up (First world problem child) Every rich white kid's got something to say Shut the fuck up (First world problem child) [Verse 2: Drew York] Fortunate and favored You spit the same old flavor You can use a taste of another race What's it like to be your neighbor? Knock, knock, coming in hot We don't need the key, we can break the lock To your gated house, show the sheltered the real shit Bring the motherfucking truth out [Interlude: Drew York] First world problem child (Child) Step in their shoes, and walk a mile (Walk a mile) First world problem child (Child) Step in their shoes, and walk a mile (Walk a mile) [Verse 3: Sam Carter] I'm a surgeon with a switch-blade I'll cut you, see if you still bleed You wouldn't know a problem 'Cause you got everything you need (-Thing you need) I got iron in my arteries You got a wall between yourself and reality [Bridge: Drew York with Sam Carter] Show the sheltered the real shit Bring the motherfucking truth out (Bring the motherfucking truth out) Show the sheltered the real shit Bring the motherfucking truth out (Bring the motherfucking truth out) [Chorus: Drew York] Every rich white kid's got something to say Shut the fuck up [Instrumental Outro]