Well my friend, my enemy. My nemesis
I'm sure you are all perched up on your mountain ready to tell me how it is
That I have to buckle under
Get a job like you
Health insurance, and a retirement plan

You dumb shit
You're so busy preaching you don't even see the 9mm we have leveled at your head
Why don't we just pull the trigger and get it over with?
'Cus were not done with you yet
You still have some things we want to steal
A few rules we want to break
And what's the point of breaking your rules if you are not around to see it

We drive our cars too fast
Play our music too loud
Expose ourselves for a thousand unseen eyes to view
You scoff and throw down words of disrespect
But that's fine
Not your praise we are after

What's your answer
Your explanation?
"Those kids think they are indestructible"
Ha
Pops you've got a great deal to learn

Indestructible?
That's such a silly notion
We have aids and heroin to keep us pretty focused on that
A few guns thrown in the mix as well
We can thank you for those, keep 'em protected as long as you can
That way it will be easy for us to off you