Lyrics

Oh sleeping in the trees Traveling light, an unseen breeze I never really thought I'd get caught In that quad, but I was wrong Oh I wanna get well And find a skill that I can sell But no one buys What I tried to give away Trapped in the city No sleep no more Just stay up yelling At pimps and whores And what for? What for? Is this art or war? And who made The part of my brain That makes music Feel like pain? "Go to bed, whiteass!" "Get STRAIGHT"get a job!!" "Are you crazy?! What's your problem?!" "Are you lazy?" "Disrespect ME, you gotta PAY me!!"